To take the car to the bakery together, to be embraced by the wonderful scent of freshly baked goods and coffee, to listen to other people’s Saturdays treats and hangover cures, to watch the barista make espressos and the noice of milk being foamed, to watch the bakers behind the class wall put in another tray of croissants into the large oven, to watch a family have breakfast together, the kids enjoying their breakfast sourdough rolls with thick slices of cheese, and to be handed a large paper bag with yet lukewarm bread and pastries. It all makes my soul smile. <3