Traveling elegantly with kids essentially boils down to being prepared and not wearing shorts on the plane.
My husband and I discovered that there is no direct translation in French for expressing the sense of entitlement. You can only say that you feel something is your due, which is a more cumbersome way to say it. It loses the punch factor. It sounds ugly, but less ugly. 2016 – and now the beginning of 2017 – has been a series… Read More
This is a short post to say hi and pass on a thank you. I’ve heard from the HOPE School in Chennai, and they have a little message for you: Thank you to everyone who contributed (and if you missed the post that talks about the HOPE School, you can see it by clicking here). They said that the BrainQuest… Read More
I wanted to finish recounting our India trip through pictures. Lots of pictures, fewer words. Are you ready? First – CHENNAI The day after we arrived, the kids were asked to come speak to the local school. Among the questions the students asked was, “How do you conserve water in France?” Not having the same worries of water conservation as Indians face, our French children answered blithely : “In… Read More
Hi friends. It was hard for me to write today because I’m feeling depressed by the political climate. Just saying those words is a freeing thing and so I’m saying them, but I’m not going to go into particulars because I want this to be a unifying sort of post rather than a divisive one. But it’s hard for me to choose… Read More
The French word for leeks is “poireaux” and it’s pronounced pwah-roe. My mother-in-law made this traditionally French recipe when we went to their house a week ago for lunch. I thought it was delicious and decided to reproduce it. The kids were not huge fans, I have to say. Who cares. More for the adults! 🙂 I used 750 grams… Read More