Entraordinarily exquisite Swiss and international delicacies
Rested behind the polished glass of the European throne,
Chandeliers, perfect drapes and interior
Arranged for an experience to allure.
It was like I had entered a castle
To my 7 year old memory,
An elegant architecture carved out of the whites.
My little head would go round and round
Absorbing the the beauty of such a place I had never seen…
Cakes so delicious like I had never tasted before,
And my first sip of tea was here at flury’s.
The legendary flury’s still stands with pride,
To be the eye candy of the sweet tooths of the city.
Doors opening to old colonial interior,
Transporting one to royalty.
Now here I am back after years,
To enter the same palace of my 7 year old dream.
My mouth watering for a hearty breakfast to indulge in,
After a drenched night overpowered by grim.