Weary after more travels that left us sans luggage, I must've been craving all things orange-hued.
Fresh and perfectly ripe papaya with wedges of lime.
Prosciutto and smoked salmon. Perfection on a platter.
Ok, so it may be a stretch to call a bagel orange, but in the morning light the whole wheat does take on the appropriate hue, don't you think?
Even our sunrise cooperated with the color-themed breakfast.