Pastry of the week: chocaron from Sadaharu Aoki
It’s been winter too long. Many pastries were consumed, some of note, and others less so. But spring has come, and the days of little treats to be enjoyed on park benches in the afternoon sun have come...
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I am not the most fashionable person in the world–honestly, I do try to look good as I’d imagine most women do, but at the end of the day I will not sacrifice discomfort (or future joint pain) for...
View ArticleThe best thing I ate in Italy
I realize I’m a bit spoiled–the first time I went to Italy, I was in 6th grade. We’d hosted an Italian exchange student for a year, and after that crazy period of misunderstandings, celebrations,...
View Article10 rules for driving in the Paris region
I’ve been in France for (Oh my goodness) close to 7 years, but have only been driving over here for the latter half of that time. It started innocently enough. A rental car for a weekend in Normandy,...
View Articlescenes from Bayeux & environs
It was a short, sweet discovery of Basse Normandie this weekend. We were on a mission, and not a simple one. How do you decide where someone else should live ? I suppose the same way you decide where...
View Articlesweet, sweet summer
I’ve spent a good part of the summer faffing about Europe. I realize that’s not a word, but it’s the closest approximation of a word to define what I was doing. Faffing. There was a weekend in London,...
View Article100 terrifying things: the tae kwon do edition
Last Thursday, I broke my pinky toe in tae kwon do. I can’t seem to stop repeating this phrase because a couple of years ago this would’ve been my equivalent to saying something like “I just flew a...
View Article100 terrifying things: on confrontation (and crime prevention)
One of the greatest things I’ve struggled with since moving to France is learning how to be the same person in two languages. I didn’t start learning French until I was 19, not old by any means, but...
View Article100 terrifying things: Thanksgiving edition
I’m spending my 8th consecutive Thanksgiving outside of the country this year. Writing it down doesn’t make it seem any less crazy or daunting, somehow. 8 Novembers of madness, searching for friends...
View ArticleBryn Terfel at Salle Pleyel
As I entered Salle Pleyel Saturday before last, I couldn’t help but be struck by shear emptiness. Every time I’d been in that room over the last seven years, it was full to capacity. For Renee...
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