I came across this little gem in another part of Basel, somewhere near the German border. The warm lights, the darkening day and the faint smell of baking bread……I wonder if heaven ought to have been this way?
This is where we finally decided to have our dinner. And wouldn’t you know it, the umbrella is blocking the name!
Such cheery warmth! It made me forget myself for a while and I kept on clicking pictures. An outsider peeking in through a window, as Jackie so rightly said…..
This post had been scheduled on Friday, before hell broke loose in Rohtak. I thought about postponing it, but then maybe the memory of that peaceful evening will provide some respite…