Even if I’m not celebrating Thanksgiving on the fourth Thursday in November this year, there are a lot of things to be thankful for.
Tag: Paris
Wednesday Bites: The Parisian Market
Paris is home to over 80 weekly markets, where you can buy produce, cheese, meat, fish… pretty much everything you need. But one of my favorite Paris markets isn’t a weekly market, and it actually isn’t even in Paris.
Wednesday Bites: La Fromagerie
The absolute best thing about living in France — aside from the free school and the free healthcare and the weekly markets… (OK, there are a lot of great things about living in France) — so one of the best things about living in France is the cheese.
Chicken, Blackberries, Feta, Mango, Spinach & 10 Things I Really Like About France
I really like French trains. Not because they’re usually on time, which, in my experience (and contrary to most), they tend to be, and not because they’re inexpensive, which, in general, they…
Chicken and Roasted Tomato Sandwich
Sorry not sorry*… I really like my life. You’re not supposed to say that. When someone asks you how things are going, you’re supposed to say, “OK.” You’re supposed to say, “All…
Hotel Stories and A Cheesy, Sausagy Baguette
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…
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…
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…