Our Canadian blogging friends Denise and Vlad's feet had barely touched French soil, when they called us to come over and have lunch with them. French Husband and I didn't waste anytime and dashed over to their place in…

  On a scorching summer day, water, ice cold water smooths the dry spot. My mother who disapproves of soda pop and bottled water, has a way with serving ice cold water to the many grandchildren that gather at her…

  Swinging in a hammock after the sun goes down. Barefoot, cool breeze, with bits of conversation floating by, while napping. Summer bliss.     Ribbons, stacked neatly in a box, waiting, as my cousin Judy encouraged her company to…

      Blueberry Pie, Fresh whipped cream with a swirl of strawberry. Freedom is having a choice. I'll have one of everything please. Happy Fourth of July! May our choices bring us a happiness we can share.   Open-Faced…

                      The Portuguese Festa (fes-tah) is about food, have you ever been to a Festa? Today in a small town called, Princeton in California, there is a Portuguese Festa. It takes place each year on the last Sunday of June. My…

Tonight, the three of us, French Husband, Chelsea and I went out to dinner.