Three little girls

A group of us expat girlies get together regularly for breakfast* and this week we had not one, not two, but three birthdays to celebrate. Consequently there was Prosecco, orange juice, coffee, cheese, ham, egg casserole**, a smoked salmon pizza thingy, croissants, bread rolls, banana bread and of course cake***.
I am stuffed, I do hope no-one else in my house is expecting food today.
I love my friends.


* a very German thing to do, you can't really, easily, meet up for lunch because school kicks out so early.
** American speciality of the hostess.
*** and gifts for all the birthday girls.