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
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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
Museum Memberships, Layoffs, and Tim McGraw
I finally made it over to the d’Orsay this past week, and I did something pretty awesome: I bought an annual membership. For a mere 44 euros, I can now go anytime I… 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
Me: 2, France: 1.5
As anyone who’s ever tried to get anything done in France knows, you can’t really count on anything getting done until your third time through. I know that. I knew that yesterday. And… Continue reading