Yes, c'est MOI! Back from England and France – and only to find little Kimmi in trouble??? WTF!
I'll speak to you privately, young lady – later.
Meanwhile, since I'm awake and back in the saddle again, let's get some coffee goin'.
(rummages around behind the bar)
Jeez Louise! All we've got is plain old coffee! After a month of superb coffee in England and France … well never mind.
Maxwell House it is.
Lots of fine teas in the box, and, of course Red Rose and Earl Grey in pots on the sideboard.
Plus mini-marshmallows and hot chocolate sachets to go with.
Did anyone miss me? I know three guys on motorcycles who did – barely. Or should I say "Bearly"!
I let them live.
And I had the most amazing strawberries in England! Big, plump and juicy. They looked like the ones you get from California – except these strawberries tasted like berries rather than straw! DEE-licious!
I am reliably informed that strawberries are available at the local farmer's market. I'll have to wait for Saturday to find out.
Plus some somewhat stale bear claws that someone stuffed behind the bar.
Meanwhile, I brought back some French pasties as well – and learned some new, um, French from some of the Mademoiselles! O-la-la! I'll bring them out in a minute. The pastries, that is…