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Barking up the Right Tree
The TGV was running late, and my French Husband waited for me at midnight. Greeting him, I said, "Hi, Doll Face!" Looking bewildered with his tail between his legs, French…
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Louis the Sixteenth and Marie Antoinette’s Last Letter
The last letters from Louis the Sixteenth and Marie Antoinette. I noticed them on a wall in the oldest restaurant in Paris (Procope 1686). Indeed, they are copies; nevertheless, there…
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Shopping for dinner on the Streets of Paris
Mari, a blog reader I met last September, is in France on a buying trip for her shop in Austin. Mari invited me to join her in Paris and tag…
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Flying over Provence
I am waving to you… from the mosquito! Photos and details to come when I return to earth. Ooooooooooooooooooo me-o-my!
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The Ripples of Love
My dear friend Ladelle, lost her husband a few days ago. He died in her arms after suffering cancer with tremendous courage and grace. Ladelle stayed by his side…
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Annie: The Girl with a Spark in Her Eye
Annie and I hopped in the car and went shopping. I haven't had a car since September and well Annie doesn't hop, but she does if you know what I…
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One French Secret about Baking
My niece Juliette was fourteen when she shared the French's most treasured secret cake recipe with me. She told me that she was going to teach me a classic French…
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French Cooking and the Home Made Cookbook
This is my tattered, splattered, well worn, cookbook. I started it when I first arrived in France. I carried it with me everywhere… One of the first things I learned…
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Shine On
What light! If you haven't read the comment section yesterday and you need a reason to be encouraged, then please go read them. Inspiring! Each comment is a blog post…
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