Category: Living in France
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When We Were Young
My friend Erika sent me this photo of Yann and me. Paris, 1988
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Winter Daily Walk
« Faith is the bird that feels the light when the dawn is still dark. « Rabindranath Tagore « Though I do not believe that a plant will spring up where no seed has been, I have great faith in a seed……
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Stepping Outside
The avenues in my daily life- French culture swallows me whole, deliciously
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Should I Share More Recipes?
My scrapbook cookbook began when I first arrived in France 37 years ago. I bought a thick paperback school notebook and carried it with me everywhere, jotting down notes about French cooking, as well as recipes from family, friends, and…
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Floating Islands, a French Dessert
When I first came to France, the first dessert I had at my mother-in-law’s was Îles Flottantes—Floating Islands. I had never heard of it, nor had I ever tasted it, but I enjoyed every bite. My mother-in-law made it often, but…