Category: Living in France
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Pictures Postcards of Paris
A cafe for Colette. The city lights at twilight for Chantal. Carol because you love flowers! Lovers sitting by the Seine river, do you see them Cindy behind the silver? Tut tut, everyone knows something about French cuisine…does that…
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Say say oh Playmate….
Bright and early this morning Corey took the that super-duper fast train to Paris. I thought since she left I’d let you know…. By the way….Don’t you think I have the prettiest eyes and the cutest lips (?!) and to…
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French Immigration
Like other foreigners I had to go through the French immigration process to have my carte de resident (green card.) Because I was married to a Frenchman the paperwork to receive residence in…
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Sunday Afternoon
French husband and I went for a drive on Sunday afternoon. We stopped at this cafe because it look like a picture postcard, and seemed all alone. Cobbled stone steps made me wish I had worn flat shoes. French husband…
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On Top of the Table
Setting the table, placing the silverware alongside the plate, I imagine those who will sit around the table and dine. Hoping their stories will easily unfold like napkins, and that their laughter will be tossed about like a green salad.…
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Terms of Endearment
"Mommy, why does Kristi call Max Honey? Why doesn't she call him Peanut-Butter?" Sacha asked when he was three. Some of the terms of endearment in French I don't mind: Mon…