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The Source of Love
French husband proposed to me in a small neighborhood park in Paris. His breath was swirling white from the cold; funny when you are first…
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Carrot Ginger Soup
Carrot Ginger Soup Take as many carrots as you can in two hands, take their hats and coats off and put them into a…
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Place du Tertre in the Montmartre
There is a hill in Paris where the cobble-stone streets twist and turn, and the many, steep stairways lead you up and up, to…
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Fauchon in Paris
Have you ever been to Fauchon in Paris? The first time I went to Fauchon’s was over twenty years ago. At that time it…
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Champagne at the Grand Trianon (French Guessing Game Ends)
Walking into the hall of the Grand Trianon she noticed the ribbon on her pink satin slipper was not tied. Biting her lip as she thought what to do next,…
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Cupid drinks Champagne (French Antique Guessing Game Continues)
The Guessing Game Challenge had many original entries. Amazing responses! I don’t think I will ever be able to look at that silver tray in the same way. In fact…
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French Antique Guessing Game
The French have a certain style, a certain flare, a certain something that gives them an edge. I admire that savoir-faire. For example they can tie a scarf better than…
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Lost and Found
Photo: Paris swarming with tourists, French husband in the middle scouting to find us. Can you see him? Paris was crawling with people. In…
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Paris on the First Day of the Year
Happy New Year! May the sun shine the way for you everyday of the New Year! Photo: The top of one of the corner columns of Pont Alexandre in Paris.…
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New Year’s Eve
The end of the year. The last day of 2007. The eve of new beginning. What are your New Year promises? Is it fair of me to ask you since…
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