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Many of you have written me to say that you are not receiving my blog. This means you won't see this post. I do not know why this is happening,…
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A Memory of Cynthia, My Baker Friend
I met Cynthia years ago in Paris. We were Americans living abroad; she had a bakery close to my apartment where she whipped…
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Goodbye Lovely Loved Trees
The hundred years old trees that grow along the river by our home are going to be cut down. They grow in a row along the river, along a…
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Let Them Eat Cake… The Price of a Baguette
In general French people eat baguettes and not sliced bread. A freshly baked baguette is a daily part of life in France. Compared to the States, 1.50 sounds inexpensive. “The…
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The Giving Tree
“Once there was a tree, and she loved a little boy.” “And the boy loved the tree… very much.” “Well an old stump is good for sitting and…
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Gabriel
Gabriel had dinner with me in our apartment in Paris. He told me we were going to sit at the little table, and since he was starving he was going…
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