Just the other day while having lunch with my daughters, the elderly man sitting with his family at the table behind us began talking to me for some reason. Upon finding out we were American, he stoo...
Having spent many a childhood summer on the vast and dramatic Normandy coastline, it wasnt difficult to say YES when invited along on an expedition to the area. The purpose of this trip? To locate, o...
As the largest castle in the Loire Valley, the Chateau de Chambord seems an unlikely, yet perfect, location for the biggest annual brocantes (flea market) in France. Built by Francois I in the early ...
With so many amazing shops and marchés to choose from in my quartier (the 15th), people sometimes wonder why Ill travel across town to check out what is being offered at another marché. Its simple: e...
Last year, about this time, I spent several nights in Barcelona, a city with more than a half dozen Mercados, each a cornucopia of regional foods, little cafes, seafood and produce. All I wanted to d...
My dad, Sidney, did not gamble. Nor did he drink (much) or live a reckless life. Heck. He married a French woman with 2 small kids (and adopted them) while having a complicated family life of his ...
Sunday in Paris is sacrosanct, first and foremost comes sleeping (In my building for instance, you wont hear a sound in the courtyard until well past 10am). Years ago my aunt, uncle and cousins lived...
When I was a little girl, my maman and uncle Jacques loved to visit the outskirts Paris to chiné **; I didnt get it. But now, there is nothing like a day spent at Les Puces (which all Parisians know...
February is a dismal month in Paris. The weather is bitter cold, even when skies are deceptively blue. Outdoor markets can be empty of trusted vendors (leaving produce merchants with stands looking...
There are some markets I visit but rarely shop from, some markets I go to because theyre convenient (just up - or down - the street from where we live) and then there are those Im willing to get on t...
The Tuilleries on January 9, 2012 - notice the lack of heavy coats... or snowWinter. Its here. Well, its supposed to be though Ive not seem much sign of it in Paris. The temperature has steadil...
The holidays for an ex-pat are a confusing time of year. Not only do you miss family and friends who are miles and several time zones away, you also long for some familiar element or essential ingre...
The brilliant, golden Girolles are unmistakable in the market placeFall back in California is marked by the arrival of pumpkins at the local farmers markets. One of the first clues that fall has inde...
Bayonne ham, assorted meats, puree de piment dEspelette and Sangrilla make a fine late lunchIt is a quick trip to the South West coast of France, an easy escape from Paris when you’ve had your fill o...
Fall plums cut in half then drizzled with caramelized vanilla sugar, butter & lemon juice.The trees are turning colors, going from lush green to shades of brown and rust - very dramatic indeed ag...
Tomato, Caramelized Onion and Goat Cheese Tarte Tatin A few weeks ago there was a photo in the New York Times of the most amazing looking Tomato Tarte. Naturally, the only reasonable thing to do was ...
I was all set to post about an organic farmers market in Paris, heirloom tomatoes and a scrumptious Tomato Tatin recipe. But then one of my favorite blogs, Eating Rules, pinged my inbox and everythi...
Marché "Bio" Raspail Living in Paris (where there are over 80 roving and permanent markets) with its embarrassment of riches when it comes to farmers markets, I still tend to return to t...
Life has a way of being serendipitous when you least expect it. View of the harbor at low tide off Langodon Road While on the East Coast for a college tour, my two daughters and I zigged off course...
I have always had a secret crush on Italy. Not Florence or Rome mind you, but rather the Italy of olive tree covered rolling hillsides and crystal clear, turquoise seas along an undeveloped coastlin...
Its been a wild month. To California (lots of heavy lifting and oodles of family there) then home to Paris for a whole new round of packing and moving as my daughter and I prepare to return to the bu...
There are some markets that call to your spirit like a wild jungle beat - Marche dAligre is one such place. Situated in the lively 12th arrondisement, it is one of the oldest markets in Paris. My lo...
My dear friend Susan from Carmel Valley is in Paris for a few weeks which presents a terrific opportunity to do a lot of walking, re-visiting some great spots in Paris as well as exploring new places...
If someone were to ask, I would say that the most important piece of advise for anyone traveling to Barcelona is: DO NOT eat breakfast at your hotel. Beat it out of there, head to the nearest covere...
Its been a busy month. A very busy month. Walls coming down, tile going up. Time spent in trains, planes and yes, automobiles. Lots of miles, lots of photos, but no writing. I was just too busy us...
Returning to the Monterey Peninsula is a mixed blessing. Usually, Im going back for some sort of work that involves lots of heavy lifting at our family house in Carmel by the Sea, the charming town ...
I have two women friends who are simply mad for Oeufs Mayonnaise... a dish I never much paid attention to since my year in French boarding school where it was often featured as the entrée... plainly ...
Simple, quick and deliciousWhen an Italian produce vendor at my Sunday market suggested trying his favorite pasta dish using arugula as the main ingredient, it was hard to resist. That was last wint...
Fines de Claires #4Some people dont much care about the "R" month rule, but for me, oyster season begins mid October and lasts until March.By the time the New Year arrives there are oysters...
All this internet chit-chat about murder, theft and French truffles has made me hungry for one of my favorite winter dishes. Just thinking about these creamy scrambled eggs infused with truffle makes...
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