My thoughts lately have been about chambres de bonne, those rooms in the rooftops of the Haussmanien buildings that line the streets of Paris. As

If ever a person feels untethered, confused, isolated, gob-smacked or uprooted, a palliative is available: come to France and read a menu.  As the world

You will forgive my silence, I do hope, as I continue to pack and remove myself and my family from our house. It’s a process

I’m in the process of moving out of my house of thirty years, which involves, among other things, battling with packing tape that always wants

I grew up going to junk and antique shops with my mother, first in the English countryside where we lived, then in the U.S. As

I just ate the best mussels of my life.  Tiny, plump, juicy, redolent of the sea with an overlay of bay leaf, pepper, and a

I am moving from two places at once.  It’s a saga, an ordinary one you might say.  But moving is never ordinary to the person

I had a class this week, and the blend of flavors, textures, and colors that results from this season was amazing.  There were many reasons