Category: Living in France
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Twenty Three Years
French husband proposed to me in a small neighborhood park in Paris. His breath was swirling white from the cold; funny when you are first in love, the things around seem brand new and miraculous, …
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Planning a Party (Part One)
I love planning, organizing, cooking and setting up for a party. I have said it before, that I think I missed my calling: I should have been a party planner. Growing up in a large family where my mother, Aunts…
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Soul Food
Soul Food: Is something so subtle you do not know you have tasted it until far after the first bite. My friend Ruth invited eighteen people over for lunch in Lacoste: Three of them babies, one sculptor, one chef from…
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New Year… Do you ever keep your promises?
The twelve days of Christmas start on Christmas day, ending with Epiphany on the twelfth day. In France those twelve days are celebrated more than the weeks before Christmas. Hence, Christmas decorations are up, the lights strung across the…
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The End of the Year
The last day of the year lends itself to reflection. Yet at the same time it tends to make one curious about what lies ahead. We stand at the threshold of a collective moment… simply put, I like this…