Living amongst the French for so long has changed my opinions… and not necessarily in the ways that one might think. France, for example, is famous–especially in my capitalist country of origin–as…
Author: emiglia
My Grown-Up House
Several weeks ago, I promised you pictures of my new house, and then I promptly disappeared. I’m sorry. I could blame school starting up again and days that start at 7am and…
Tuna with Spring Onion
Spring has this way of creeping up on you in Paris… and, for that matter, in New York. Spring of my youth in Manhattan was less of a season and more of…
Sesame Noodles with Vegetables
For me, as for many of you out there, I assume, food is so much more than breakfast, lunch, dinner and the occasional snack. I live for discovering new recipes, for creating…
Purée de Carrottes
On my 19th birthday–the birthday where you turn “legal” in Canada (I was still in Canada, at the time)–instead of going bar hopping or throwing a party, my friends and I took…
Chicken Parmesan My Way
Please excuse the radio silence as of 24×24… you see, yesterday was moving day. Any of you who have moved recently understand the stress involved: packing things in an organized fashion only…
Foodbuzz 24×24: Lapin à la moutarde avec Thierry
It’s been awhile since I participated in Foodbuzz’s 24×24 event. Every month, I received the notification in my inbox, put it on my things to do, and then allowed the deadline to…
Chicken Pot Pie
In the way that other children were raised on lightning bugs and kick-the-can and constellations, I was raised on cities at night. At first, the quiet, frightening strangeness of the first time…
Spaghetti and Meatballs
I didn’t post once between December 20th, the day before I left Paris, and January 4th, several days after I got back, and yet there were nearly two weeks (a bit less,…
Pumpkin and Chocolate Loaf
The more I use French in my daily life, the more I notice weird little quirks and differences between it and my native tongue, like the fact that please–s’il vous(te) plait in…