Category: Living in France
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In the Dog House, Eating Onions, while Cutting Hair.
Today I forgot to blog.Literally. I went to the brocante, found nothing.Went to see Annie, with French Husband and Chelsea. She made a salad with white onions, oranges, balsamic, olive oil, with pepper and spices: Incredibly good.Admired the roses that…
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Where I Popped a Cork
Photo and Text by: Corey Amaro So there I was pushing my cart at the grocery store when I bumped into an acquaintance. She smiled, greeted me politely, asked about the children and then without pause or reflection, (certainly without…
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Painting Paris
Photos and Text by: Corey Amaro Painting Paris. Painting France. The vivid colors of day to day life mixed in with the fantasy and history. The stuff of dreams: Golden baguette, blue shutter, red checked cloth, a dab of red…
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A Revolution of Pleasure… Living in France
Photos and text by: Corey Amaro There is more to going to the brocante than looking for antiques. I know many of you think the only reason that I would leave a warm bed early on a Saturday morning, is…
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No Trains, No Planes can only mean one thing when you are stuck in France
My friend Mimi's overnight visit with us is going on a week and a half due to the train strike, a volcano erupting, which lead to the grounding of all planes. Poor Mimi is stuck in France! This morning she…
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Pig’s Feet French Cheese leads to Kissing Toes
It wasn't what I expected, when he said he brought home a gift. The fridge reeked of stinky pig's feet, if you ever have lived in the country in the summer you know what I mean, especially if you…