Three Kings Day brunch

We Three Kings

We Three Kings

Back when we were living in Switzerland, I'd inevitably be sat at my desk at this time of the year suffering from a severe case of post-Christmas blues. A little bit miserable, a little bit homesick, and quite a bit plumper than the weeks before due to excess consumption of chocolat chaud from Sprüngli over the festive period (you must never go to Switzerland and not try it but be warned, no other will ever compare and you will live a lifetime of hot chocolate disappointment). 

But, January 6 would always be a rather cheerful day in the midst of this doom and gloom. Why? Because of the opportunity to be king for a day! We'd momentarily forget about our healthkicks, ignore our straining waistbands, and elbow each other out of the way to get our hands on a piece of cake that could offer up a crown ... a tiny crown baked in to one of the pieces that would declare the 'finder' King for the day and hand them the power to rule over the office for twenty-four hours (not really, but I did try).