Category: My French Husband
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Fifty Shades of Red
We were at the brocante French Husband and I standing at the stand of a dealer that I regularly buy from. It amazes me over and over again at the stuff these dealers have to offer. Not one or…
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Making Out at the Mucem
Making out. Why not? We went to see the Mucem and have dinner. Our friend Carrie wanted to take our photo. French Husband didn't want to have lipstick on his face. When I told…
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Poisson d’Avril – April Fools’ Day
On April 1st the French give each other chocolate fish called: "Friture." The tradition has it that on the 1st of April children try to stick a homemade paper fish onto people’s backs without the person knowing it, then run away…
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Sacha and His Dessert
While in Paris visiting Sacha and the brocante (Chelsea was with a friend) we talked and talked about his classes… He is my Boy Boy. He doesn't have much money this month. He spent a great deal…
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French Husband Brocante Hero
He scored. Lucky. French Husband came home with an abandon 1800s engraving in hand. "Where!?" I squeeled. "On the side of the dumpster," smiling ear to ear he added, "Do you like it?" Oh I like to think I…
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Brocante Joy Really!
Brocante joy. Really. Truly. It was one of the best this Sunday. Though you might not think so by this photo. French Husband looks baffled, bewildered, bothered…bugged. But no, honestly the photo is deceiving, he is hiding his brocante joy.…