Category: Movable Feast
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Bread, Cheese and all that Jazz
FRENCH BREAD. The endless world of French bread. Baguettes… God, after thirty-some years in France you would think I could walk into a bakery and not drool on myself. At the market a woman walked by carrying three baguettes,…
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Temptation at the Train Station
Red topped mushrooms. Desserts disguised as mushrooms. Mushrooms lined in a row, straight from a fairytale. White chocolate coats filled with vanilla mousse and red fruits. I saw these darlings at the train station. Hidden wonders! I never would…
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The Way to a Man’s Heart
French Husband loves to eat. I was taught that the way to a man's heart was through his stomach. It stands to reason that we'd make a good team. Except he eats so fast. His plate is cleared-off before I've…
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Buche de Noel Birthday Cake
Photo Via Buche de Noel Pierre Herme 1988 "Buche de Noel is my favorite cake!" Bright-eyed and hopeful was the response eagerly given by my French Husband, the newlywed. The flavor was a known fac; spread chocolate on anything and…
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Autumn Delight in November
Such incredibly beautiful weather for this time of the year. We had lunch outside today. My mom made her delicious cream puffs I wanted to devour all of them and somehow manage to refrain. …
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Pumpkin, Pasta, Mums
The differences between France and America are subtle. Take Mums and pumpkins for example. Mums are an Autumn flower that arrives in force in October. They spill out from the floral shops onto the streets creating…