For breakfast, a chocolate croissant (that rivals the very best I've had) alongside a bittersweet cup of cafe au lait.
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A short walk to Perry's (everything is only a short walk away in Provincetown) revealed to us a feast of cheeses and bread and prociutto, and a sample of creamy Spanish Garrotxa from the proprietor. But we were in a spirit au francais, and opted for a barnyard-y Brebicet with its velvety rind.
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To drink (and toast), a crisp and lovely bottle of 2000 Dom Perignon.
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After our repas in the clean salt air, there was washing to be done
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And little houses (like this one) to smile at
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In Provincetown, the sea is always present, but hidden by the tiny Cape Cod-style houses. It's kind of like the onset of fall—you know it's nearby, but all of a sudden you turn a corner, and bam! there it is.
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Since strolling and chatting is such hard work, we took a break (in the form of sweet macaroons, and deeply chocolate confections, and cookie sandwiches with hazelnut creme).
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At the end, there was a sense of tired satisfaction
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and a drive home, which, sweetly, was somehow both longer and shorter than we had hoped it would be.
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Heavens but you make me want to go to the places you go and see the things you see. You have wonderful powers of description. . .makes me jealous of your command of the language.
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