Category: Movable Feast
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Just Desserts
When going out for dinner I usually eat less during the day as I know it isn't polite to offend the hostess by asking for a small portion and not finishing my plate. Hence, I did not heed my…
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Bread, Cheese and all that Jazz
FRENCH BREAD. The endless world of French bread. Baguettes… God, after thirty-some years in France you would think I could walk into a bakery and not drool on myself. At the market a woman walked by carrying three baguettes,…
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Temptation at the Train Station
Red topped mushrooms. Desserts disguised as mushrooms. Mushrooms lined in a row, straight from a fairytale. White chocolate coats filled with vanilla mousse and red fruits. I saw these darlings at the train station. Hidden wonders! I never would…
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The Way to a Man’s Heart
French Husband loves to eat. I was taught that the way to a man's heart was through his stomach. It stands to reason that we'd make a good team. Except he eats so fast. His plate is cleared-off before I've…
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Buche de Noel Birthday Cake
Photo Via Buche de Noel Pierre Herme 1988 "Buche de Noel is my favorite cake!" Bright-eyed and hopeful was the response eagerly given by my French Husband, the newlywed. The flavor was a known fac; spread chocolate on anything and…
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Autumn Delight in November
Such incredibly beautiful weather for this time of the year. We had lunch outside today. My mom made her delicious cream puffs I wanted to devour all of them and somehow manage to refrain. …