The Port Of St. Tropez

The Port of St. TropezIt was eight o'clock in the morning and Margo, my cook, had just put breakfast on the table. Ham and eggs on half a baguette fresh from the bakery, and a full pot of Taster's Choice coffee. I never had a taste for French coffee at breakfast, even when served au lait. But the breakfast, sandwich style, was delicious.The telephone rang and Margo answered it in the kitchen. I could hear her voice clearly. "Oui, Monsieur. Oui, Monsieur, Monsieur Robbins is awake." She...