Autumn in Paris... Kind Of

I'm not actually in Paris.  I'm in Stockbridge, which is a posh part of Edinburgh, where Paige is flat- and dog-sitting.  But we were getting stuff for our snacky lunch, and bread and cheese and tomatoes and grapes always sounds good, and always reminds us of Paris.  So walking down the street with a baguette in hand reminded us of good times.  And we photographed it.