Month: August 2018
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Bon Appetit
It starts with a baguette and wine, then depending on the season the flavors unfold the meal, cheese comes waltzing in towards the end, and lastly with fanfare a dessert with or without coffee. What part is your favorite?…
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Lunch in Provence
Lined up along the entrance of the Mas in Provence the Plaintain have stood for over a hundred years, giving shade in the warm summer days and a stage for the cicadas to sing. This afternoon I had the…
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Evening Comes
The sun sends forth the last rays of light, it pours through my kitchen window and spreads across the table, I smile as I witness the simple beauty of the moment. the surrendering of the day. Shadows arrive,…
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Colors of a Lifetime
A green milk bucket of zinnias from my Mother's garden sat on the yellow kitchen table a few summers ago and often many summers growing up. Memories flood my…
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Silent Song
I am spoiled. I have a good life. I have a family who loves me, food to eat, a roof over my head. I am healthy and in…
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Pie is Tarte in French
My mother makes pies ten times a day. The moment my mom reads this she is going to say, "Oh that Corey, I certainly do not." Okay then, at least once a week, usually on a Monday for the family dinner.…