Happiness seems so unattainable, so utopian. I remember my father, when I was small, used to ask me to gauge my own happiness on a scale of one to ten, and I never, ever, ever said ten.
Wednesday Bite: Leipziger Lerche
Discovering pastries named for songbirds in Saxony.
Postcard from Prague, Czech Republic
Bits and pieces of Prague.
Peach, Tomato and Corn Pasta Salad
A few days ago, I finally unpacked my bags after what has felt like an eternity and settled in at home.
Wednesday Bite: Gose Cheese
While in Leipzig, I got to taste something a bit unusual but wholly enjoyable: gose cheese.
Postcard From Leipzig, Germany
Churches, history, and beer (of course).
Mac and Cheese Grilled Cheese
I never post things like this. In fact, for a food blogger, I don’t write that much about food, at least not here. It’s something I was discussing with a friend of…
Chicken Burrito Bowls with Zucchini and Stone Fruit Salsa
Ah… the Americans have returned. Yes, that is a strange thing to say in Paris — even putting aside the fact that I am American and therefore have no real reason to be commenting…
Charred Tomato, White Anchovy, Chimichurri Tartine & 10 Things I Don’t Like About France
When I moved to France, I had no image of what it would be like, no wildly romantic notions of France or Paris. In fact, I fell in love with Paris slowly….
Quinoa, Peach, Balsamic Chicken, Chickpeas, Feta
I went home this summer. I also went to New York, where I was born, but that’s not what I mean. It’s hard, sometimes, as someone without roots, as someone who has…