Mornings roasts their own delicious coffee along with having little bags that look just like a French newsprint for your mac.
Isabelle Julien is the owner and very French. Born in Montpellier in case you're wondering...
Why doesn't New York have a cafe like this?
If it's briney atmosphere you're after you came to the right place.
I got a bucket of steamers natch - fresh and sandy the way I like em.
I stayed overnight at Sketchbook Wandering, a francophile in the deep end. SW says you must surround yourself with French words where ever you look.
Including the French Conditional on the refrigerator door. Fortunately no French words were hidden under my pillow...mon dieu
Next morning Bear was raring to paint outdoors. I wish I could say the same, ahem
David does his demo - a brilliant thumbnail capturing Bear's viewpoint to a T.
Mixing greens in watercolor can bust your chops if you're not careful
Your painting is on the palette first.
I was not so lucky. My blobs fell short IMHO
My landlord, Jackie at the B and B. I'll show you his better half, Gracie tomorrow.
Bon Friday!
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