Language for Breakfast
This morning over fresh bread, butter, jam and steaming bowls of hot chocolate (for my daughter) and tea (for me), […]
This morning over fresh bread, butter, jam and steaming bowls of hot chocolate (for my daughter) and tea (for me), […]
Those of you who have been to class at On Rue Tatin have eaten his marvelous vegetables; many of
The other day an email dropped into my mailbox, with the subject line “You’re IN!” This was from my
With all of the glorious fresh seafood around me here in Normandy, I tend to forget about tinned sardines. I
A dozen years ago or more, when I was considering what sort of sink I needed for my kitchen, I
Another April morning, another fire in the woodstove. It’s sooo cold here. I had a call last night from a
I was invited to friends’ for a wonderful Sunday lunch, and our first course was oysters on the half shell.
I love blood orange juice in the morning. I learned to love it in Italy, where I’d order it at
Turnips are one of the more unsung members of the root vegetable family. Too often, their mere mention makes people
I think I’m French. Well, actually, I know I am when I use my French passport to avoid lines at