“What will they think of next?” she thinks while sitting around in her skort eating ice cream cake with a spork.
English: Unique Crust and Sandwich Cutter
French translation: Crust Cutter and Unique Sandwich
You don’t say.
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Sweetbite is a great name and I prefer it the old-fashioned, uncomputered way. i-wise that is. There’s an adorable dessert cafe in Negril, Jamaica. Outdoor seating for 7 behind a tall green hedge – tiny, bloomlike, lights twinkling amongst the leaves. An adyllic perch for end of evening, the place to eat a little cake, then tuck your head under your wing, sigh and sleep.
I dreamed of opening a nook of my own back home and borrowing the name. Sweetbite. Like the back of my son’s neck when he is sleeping.
The other handpainted marquee in Negril that struck a chord with me – Chicken Lavish. The word lavish is so velvety on the tongue, and fills my thought bubble with ermine and periwinkle kid leather.
The Lunch Encounter 