Tuesday, January 11, 2011

St. Augustine, Florida


During all the snow chaos in Europe, there were a few days, just before Christmas, when air traffic was able to resume as scheduled. Lucky for us, we managed to hop on a plane and fly to St. Augustine, the oldest town in America, just as we had planned and escape all the snow and freezing cold.

In St. Augustine we stayed at a cottage on the beach. It belongs to the St. Francis Inn, an old, charming bed & breakfast where Gary, a real southern cook, made breakfast for us every morning.
I would love to go back there just for his parmesan eggs, homemade "1791 cereal", the muffins, baked french toast with pecans or fresh vegetable frittata.
Besides the southern hospitality of the innkeepers we loved walking around St. Augustine, looking at the beautifully decorated homes and palm trees in the sun!
























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