Baguette & Mothchant
Hey Mothchant, have you ever noticed how a candlelit dinner can feel like a living memory, just like the way a warm croissant catches the kitchen light and shimmers in shadows? It’s the perfect mix of nostalgia and a little culinary magic—what’s your favorite flavor that reminds you of a quiet, forgotten moment?
A quiet, forgotten moment tastes like a single spoonful of vanilla custard, warm and thick, with a hint of old cinnamon, like the scent that lingers in a dim hallway after a long day. It feels like a memory held just outside the reach of the present, flickering in the half‑light.