I’m not too keen on the word “foodie”. To me, it sounds a bit dilettante – a person who knows the buzz words and trendy places, but without a real understanding of why it is good or what makes it popular. I much prefer the French word, gourmet – a connoisseur, a...
This was Charlie. Charlie was Jaxon’s dog. Jaxon is my dog. Jaxon picked me to be his Human when he was just eight weeks old. It was shortly after my husband and partner-in-everything passed away, and my girlfriend came out to spend the weekend with me, determined to...
“Why would I want to be French?” is the question I occasionally am asked when I tell people I write a blog that teaches American women how to become French. It’s not that I believe you can literally “become” French, the way you “become” a vegetarian or a Radiohead fan...
A Hopeless Romantic is defined as someone who has romantic ideas about life. They tend to be thoughtful dreamers who see love and romance everywhere and envision an idealistic life. Hopeless, because it’s thought to be impractical. Romantic because it’s an idealized...
In an earlier post, I talked about my failed attempt at dinner at The French Laundry. Well, with a “significant” birthday approaching and nothing to lose, I decided to give it another crack. I first learned about The French Laundry from a documentary my daughter...
Here we are – another New Year, another Auld Lang Syne, another clean slate. Did you set your goals for the New Year? If not, it’s ok – there’s still time to set them (or set more). The thing about a clean slate is, it stays clean until you write on it. One of the...
