. . . whether Paris or New York, or a perfectly leisurely morning at home, one of the best things about weekends is late morning brunches -- strawberries and scones, chandeliers and Carrera, mimosas and pretty gold-rimmed tea cups, and most of all, freshly baked and buttery croissants . . .
. . . nearly always drawn to bright spaces — white and sunlight — that is, until happening upon these...