Last weekend R hosted a late Sunday brunch. All the more impressive since she and the other guest, C, were up late drinking too much wine the night before. Yet, R who is (off-topic) the biggest cheese fan I know, managed to have baked French toast — with a zip of orange zest! — and yogurt with berries and granola on hand. A simple meal, with a pot of jasmine tea on the side, but one that definitely hit the spot. The occasion was our monthly book group (yes, it’s a group with only three of us) get-together. This time we read Suite Francaise by Irene Nemirovsky, not that we ever really discuss the books, it’s really more about the food. So, what’s on the menu next month?