The French Gentleman

I visited my friend’s family for Christmas again last year, which is in Amiens, northern France.  Prior to one of our many large, mandatory, well-provisioned, family dinners, we were tasked with driving into town to pickup Grandma’s sort-of boyfriend (it’s complicated).  Marcel, the charming chap, invited us to come a little early to have a … Continue reading

The little French lady

My folks came to NYC so we did the most touristy thing we could think of and visited the Statue of Liberty.  She seems small when gazing from a boat, but up-close she’s a monster with surprisingly manly toes and facial features.  I loved her flowing robes, which looked so natural that it seemed more … Continue reading

Vive la food

For the Christmas break, I visited my friend’s family in Amiens, France, which is famous for almond paste macaroons (who knew?), leek cream tarts and the largest gothic cathedral. As an Australian, getting to spend a (potentially white) Christmas in Europe is always an exciting prospect for me. Plus, Christmas is a time for family, … Continue reading