I don’t know if it’s the unseasonably warm weather or what, but we have had a proliferation of mosquitos. In order to not get eaten alive, we like to play a little game of squash before going to bed and sometimes (often) when we hit the target, we don’t always remove the carcass. (Lazy, and perhaps disgusting. I know). Unless… Read More
Our friends Agnieszka and Christoph just bought a small farmhouse in Rambouillet. (That’s pronounced Rom-bwee-ay). At least I think it’s a farmhouse as it’s in the style of a « longère » which is what we’d call a railroad apartment. Except it’s a house, not an apartment. And it’s on a farm, not a railroad. And except it’s no longer on… Read More
I got you all with that title, didn’t I? It’s a mouthful, and I know you’re all wondering what the heck it means. Well, it’s the zoological gardens located in Neuilly-sur-Seine, a posh « suburb » between the Arc de Triomphe and La Defense. So why would you care? Well, if you happen to be traveling to Paris with kids, this is… Read More
Three French children’s songs brought to you by … Petit Prince! Click here to hear him sing: Petit Prince Petit Poisson (and please don’t kill me, but you have to click the link a second time when it shows the attachment page in order to hear it, and then you have to back-click twice to get back to the post… Read More
“Dis donc” is a funny expression. It sounds funny to say (dee-donk), and it’s antiquated yet still widely used (unlike zut alors! despite assurances to the contrary from my 7th grade French reader). It literally means, “say, therefore!” which you could take to mean something like Well you don’t say! Or – Would you look at that! Or – I’ll… Read More
In Normandy there is a place called Mont St Michel – the mountain of Saint Michael. In the vast plains around it, lambs eat the salty grass that grows from the sea water and people eat their salty meat. Mont St Michel is an island, except for the road that was built to access it. Sometimes the tide comes in… Read More
