The Sunday Tomatoes

Holding up a pair of tomatoes, I told Frank that they weren’t to be eaten until tomorrow—Sunday.
He just cracked up.

“How do you know that?”


Nice: the First Month

Before we left for Nice, I read somewhere (on the Internet so you know it’s true), that after your first 2-3 weeks living abroad, you wake up in a sweat and wonder what did I/we do?


Spoiled by Choices at the Marché

The number of choices you have at the markets in France is amazing! After a few visits, you start to know who has what and and that’s where the fun starts.