Category Archive: Paris

Dear Coffee,

“Your eyes have been opened and now you cannot close them.” – Charles Dickens from Great Expectations It’s Sunday. The day I miss you most. I love my new life, but it’s on… Continue reading

So Far So Good: 10 Delicious Things from France

I eat with way too much gusto for my own good and waist size; I’ll try almost anything, but I draw the line at bugs, organs, and blood. In my ever-so-slightly overactive imagination,… Continue reading

Paris Food Truckin’: Le Camion Qui Fume

Life is really hard in Paris; I recently did a piece for Fodor’s about the two food trucks here in Paris and had to eat hamburgers and tacos like four times in five… Continue reading

In Search of a Concrete Bulldog: This Is My Paris

If you’re reading this, it’s probably because you’re 1) a friend and you’re being nice (thank you) or 2) you want to know what it’s like to cut the cord on your life… Continue reading

Why French Women Don’t Get Fat: Mystery Solved

If you haven’t read Mireille Guiliano’s French Women Don’t Get Fat, good news: you don’t have to! I’ve painstakingly cracked the super-secret code that will save you from reading through 272 pages to… Continue reading

Blog Crawl: 6 Random Things I’ve Learned My First 15 Days in Paris

I’m in a Paris expat blog crawl! I’m not entirely sure what that means, other than the fact that there are people jumping from blog to blog today in an effort to make… Continue reading

The Great Macaron-Off

My life is pretty good right now. I may not be living as well as, oh I don’t know, say Derek Zoolander in his heyday, but I felt pretty lucky on Friday to… Continue reading

Ispahan Croissant: Ri-Freakin-Diculous

The thing is, I don’t even like raspberries. Sprinkled on some yogurt? Maybe, but not if there’s a blueberry or strawberry around. With chocolate? Please, get your freakin’ fruit off my chocolate. So… Continue reading

Robert Doisneau Exhibit

Truth: back in college, I was the girl who shelled out $9.99 at Pier 1 to deck out her side of the dorm room out with this famous Robert Doisneau photograph, Kiss by… Continue reading

The Having of Le Sex

Somewhere along the way, I dismissed the notion (which I learned from Pepé Le Pew) that French people are more amorous than others because, hey, we all like a good kiss and a… Continue reading