HCSF

I love these guys. They remind me of two things:

1. Car journeys to the local bakery in the South of France to fetch freshly baked baguettes (you cannot buy these anywhere else in the world other than a proper French boulanger - and if you think you can you've not had the real thing)

2. Sitting outside a cafe down the hill from Sacre Coeur in Paris, having a beer and watching a 3 piece band play in the street

Fully aware I sound like a douche saying that.