Category: Movable Feast
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Cream Puffs a Favorite Dessert
Yesterday I went from table to table: I had coffee with a friend, lunch at my Aunt Louie's house, birthday cake at my Tia Couto's house, followed by a birthday pizza party for my nephew Warren. The only way not…
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Sunday Afternoon Lunch in Cassis: Romano
Provence in December can be a dream come true. Blue skies with no need for a coat. We headed to Cassis for lunch. Happy place. We walked along the port we know so well. Thinking…
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How to Drink while Working: Verre du Patron
The everyday view in France: The weekly market with the fish monger, the goat cheese stand, the "egg lady" with her brown eggs in a basket, the hourly church bells, the cafe tables with espresso cups and sugar cubes…
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French Family Pancakes Chez Nous
Chelsea and Sacha were home for the weekend. The kitchen was the stage. Food rolled out like it had when they lived at home. It came as a surprise to me, though I don't know why, it isn't like I…
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The “Meat” in France
Flash Back 1988: Staring at the French menu, French Husband translated but not word for word. He read, "Chicken no. Lamb no. Bunny certainly not. The liver of a duck…. Oh I use to love the…
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Cinderella’s Pumpkin
My Mother called me Cinderella, not because I wore glass slippers, nor for my flare for transforming mice into men, but because I was the oldest child followed by four brothers. Needless to say, whenever a house-chore had to…