Today, World Moms Blog has a fun post about how everyone (well, a small chunk of the contributors) met their husbands. My story is there, although most of you know it by now. But you should totally go and read everyone’s story. Love is in the air! And now – the awkward segue. The difference between Scalloped Potatoes and Gratin… Read More
Archives for September 2012
Appointments in Paris
The Paris subway has a nostalgic smell (when I’m not near anyone’s body odor). It reminds me of when I used to live in Paris instead of being a desperate suburban housewife. I used to walk and walk for miles, absorbing the different architecture, and imagining what it would be like to marry a Frenchman and have children that would… Read More
A Burning Bush
My beloved atheist friends, cover your eyes because I’m sharing something religious today. Okay you don’t really have to cover your eyes – you could just click away. Or you could stay and read how I didn’t burn my house down yesterday. Either way, I’ll see you next post or at your place. My husband was asked to do the… Read More
I Dream of Tajinie
I might have discovered my love of meat sauce over rice from living in Taiwan, or my love of roast chicken over rice from living in a Latino neighborhood in Manhattan, or the whole affair might have been cinched when I bought a roast chicken from an Egyptian guy here in France, who said that the sauce was so finger-lickin’… Read More
Gâteau au Yaourt
Does anyone else feel like they had way too high expectations about what back-to-school would be like? In my head, I thought my windows would have already been washed by now, I would have already started a new exercise schedule and I would have already weeded my entire garden in preparation for the winter. The kids started on Tuesday. And… Read More
La Rentrée
La Rentrée is pronounced “la ron-tray” and it means “back to school.” Except the meaning is more precise than that, because it means the first day of school or the first week of school – precisely. Once, a parent to one of my English students scolded me because she showed up to class the first week after the New Year… Read More