I’ve missed my weird part-time jobs. Weird part-time jobs have been an essential part of my successfully living in Europe for this long. There was that time I corrected (i.e. rewrote) a…
Author: emiglia
How the Grinch (ahem… the French Administration) Tried to Steal Christmas and Failed, Miserably. Also, Magret de Canard.
This is only the second year in the nearly eight that I’ve lived here that I’ve spent Christmas in France, but it’s the first time it happened at least partially by choice….
Stories from the Préfecture: My Christmas Present to Myself
Someday, I promise myself, I’ll write all this down. Someday it will turn into a book. A story. Something funny, where the reader empathizes with the narrator and yet has no idea…
Cucumber, Seaweed, Avocado, Chicken and Ikura Bowl
The other day, The Country Boy looked at me with relative shock as I burst out laughing. I’m not without humor; it’s what made me laugh that made him so confused. Le…
Savory Summer Clafoutis
If 12-year-old me knew that there would be some days when I wouldn’t even think about the fact that I was a loser in 6th grade, I don’t think she would know…
Early Autumn Savory Fruit Salad
It’s hard to have the same voice in two languages. I’m not talking about timbre and tone, though I know my voice is pitched differently in French and in English. My father…
Feeling Good About 27
I am feeling really good about 27. I’m not too good at figuring out what my feelings are. I don’t have a lot of them — I mostly just have moods. Moods…
tomato, roasted onion, corn, tuna salad
I have a tendency to assume that every trouble I encounter — no matter how big or how small — has something to do with the fact that I live in a…
Cobb-ish Salad
I am fully aware of how odd this post will seem, coming right after the last one which was, for all intents and purposes, a long-winded whine about feeling homesick for a…
Barbecue Pork Roast, Corn, Avocado, Tomato
What is home? I know that I’m not alone in not knowing. While the same question used to cause me an unbelievable amount of anxiety, I feel as though it doesn’t trouble…