The Right Thing To Ask When Something Feels Wrong

Today’s post begins with a tale regarding a beloved topic: food. Before arriving in Paris there was lots of dreamy anticipation about the pending French cuisine. Those decadent, creamy sauces…those exquisite pastries…that bread… Okay yes, the bread is pretty incredible. But now that I’m here I can say that the rest of it…well…I’m just not that into it. ...
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How to Handle the Other B.S.

Well, my current city of Paris and my beloved, Italian mother just collided. I invited her to visit after experiencing some of the best things Paris has to offer. While Mama was excited about exploring both the culinary and non-culinary wonders of the City of Lights, her enthusiasm was accompanied by another emotional phenomenon: the worries. Those of y...
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Lessons from the Tortured Artist in Room 5

Recently our French adventure found us renting a car to drive out to the country – a somewhat death-defying notion for anyone whose starting line is in Paris. Really, you never know what you’re going to find. (Actual photo from a random walk on the Left Bank) After delicately escaping the City of Lights, we soon found ourselves in Auvers-sur-Ois...
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How to Fit In…Without Being Put Out

With a month of living in Paris now behind me, I can definitively say that this city has got a few things figured out. They know good art, they know good pastry, they know good coffee. It’s made fitting in not just fairly easy, but also a pretty great learning experience. I mean, who would have known that this… ...beats this? (Mon dieu - did I really...
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How to Handle the Cranky, Miserable People Around You

Well, it’s here. After much build-up and prep, our six-month overseas adventure officially began just over a week ago when our plane touched down in Paris. And, it turns out, my first life lesson based on this little adventure followed that very morning. We’d gone to a store to stock up on some known culinary entities to ease us gently into our new world of...
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The Totally Avoidable Way We Mess Things Up

So this past week I hit a wall. Literally. Behold... The good news, beside the fact that I’m uninjured and therefore able to write this blog, is that it happened because I was exhausted from our exciting move. To Paris. France. It happened at the tail end of moving day. We’d spent weeks getting ready and were finally in the home stretch, which included...
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