Love in Lisbon

The art of procrastination. I initially saved this post for later but weeks turned into months and months turned into over a year (almost 2) since I visited Lisbon. I think I’ve officially earned the title of ‘master procrastinator’. Though all this time has passed, the memory of biting into that crispy, flaky, freshly-baked Pastel de Nata remains fresh as though it was…