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| shiny new bakery run by Turks from Prizren in south Kosovo |
And there weren't any finger buns or vanilla slices. But there were these enormous croissants. Which weren't too bad actually.
I polished one off while I was listening to my lecture recording (needed a sugar hit to get through) and washed it down with a cup of decaf coffee - gifted to me by Kelly when she was visiting.
Actually, that single jar of coffee - organic and brought back from Kelly's trip to Greece - is probably the best gift that anyone has given me during this pregnancy. I'm not a huge coffee drinker, but I started really fanging for a cup in the second trimester, probably mostly because I knew I wasn't supposed to have it. And although it doesn't deliver a caffeine hit, and in fact after drinking a cup I usually feel like having a nap because it is so warm and comforting, it does well to stave off coffee cravings when they do pop up.
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