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Poppy Seeds and Pizza

The next day being Sunday, we went to church for the 11:30 am mass. We went by bus and

this cute fella was taking a ride too. 

The beautiful house on the way to church. Mass was good enough, nothing like the mass in Chennai though. In my church in Chennai the energy is palpable, you feel it rising and settling into you, and that's solely due to the amazing choir we have. Sundays in Chennai have this special vibe, an electric vibe that makes you glad to be alive. Anyway, after church Vinod picked us up and we went to Plainpalais for lunch (click to see the Sunday market we visited in 2017) . It's a wide open space with stalls that sell a variety of cuisines every Sunday. It was quite hot, so we bought some roast potatoes and falafel sandwiches, came home and slept in the afternoon. In the evening, we went to watch the Thor movie and it was rather pathetic. I kinda knew it would be dumb, and I didn't want to go for it, but the siblings dragged me along. That was our lazy hot Sunday. 

The next day Monday, we went for the 12:15pm mass in Carouge and it was incredibly boring, father was talking too much, decided not to go there again. After mass we went to Les Recyclables, my favourite cafe and bookshop here.
I love the vibe of this place, the people too are extremely friendly. 
I ate this poppy seed cake and it was pretty amazing; not too sweet, it was perfect. I didn't know what it was made of, so I kept asking the woman at the counter and she kept saying poppy in French and I didn't understand what it was, then she went into google translate and showed me. How cute and stunning... the cake and the hospitality.
The others had some orange juice, coffee and croissant.

My dad sitting near a box with his name on it in the cafe. 
The books and the cafe in the background... after this shopped a bit in denner and migros, by then I got a headache. So came home, ate some dal, chapathi, curd and went to sleep.  
In the evening we went to the river, and here's my sister in the cold waters of the turquoise river. The hike to the river was good, like therapy. We then decided to have dinner at one of my favourite pizza places, Dai 3 Fratelli Scalea. 

Cute little homes near 3 fratelli scalea where we went for dinner...

Windows...

Some drink I had...

The pesto pizza I had, which was stunning ... every morsel is delectable.
My hand nearby to gauge the size of it...

This is the tre fratelli pizza... perfection in every bite.

It was a good evening... hiking, pizza and the book café in the morning, everything felt alive and beautiful.

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