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  • The Irish minister wants a World Cup replay.

    November 19, 2009

    • The celebration of Les Bleus looked fogged as the Irish soccer team complain to FIFA about what they see as cheating. The Irish feel that they have been cheated by FIFA who probably will not listen to their complaints. When France played Ireland last week, they won by 1-0 and on November 18th, Ireland lead 1-0 against France, before Thiery Henry s controversial handed  ball to William Gallas and ...
  • A Long Walk

    November 15, 2009

    • Yesterday late afternoon I took a long walk along the Seine with my daughter, visiting from London for the weekend.   I love to walk, I walk almost everywhere both here and in California, but strangely enough this was a walk I'd never taken before:  along the quays, not at street level, where I usually stay, but under the bridges.  The poplars along the water yellow, losing their leaves, a few ...
  • Paris à l'italienne Part 2

    November 13, 2009

    • Our discovery of this second Italian store was a lucky accident. We were walking back home and literally stumbled across it. It was the small chalkboard outside declaring that they had white truffles for sale that attracted my attention. Ever since a trip to Alba we have had a passion for very fresh white truffles. To read more .......
  • Along Came A Fifer - book review

    November 10, 2009

    • I was very excited to get this review from The Sentinel. With so many books competing for a reviewers time you just have to hope your book will stand out from the crowd, at least long enough for its 15 minutes of fame. 
  • A Reading at Shakespeare & Company

    November 5, 2009

    • Just around the corner from Notre Dame on Rue de la Bucherie, Shakespeare and Company, the celebrated bookstore, library, shrine, and make-shift hotel, welcomes readers, writers, and flaneurs for rich cultural encounters with the printed and spoken word. Officially recognized by the City of Paris as part of its cultural heritage, this bookstore founded in 1951 by George Whitman is now ...
  • My Favorite Holiday - National Bookstore Day

    November 4, 2009

    • There is a holiday for everything. Executive Assistants Day, Grandparents Day, President’s Day (don’t these important men deserve days of their own?). According to my mother, every day is children’s day even when your children are adults. So Mom, where’s my daily present?  Hands down my favorite is November 7, National Bookstore Day. Addicts do not have celebrations of their ...
  • My favorite Bookstore

    November 4, 2009

    • In a world of cookie-cutter chain book stores, it is so nice that there are still stores that display their books so that readers can enjoy the hunt! Shakespeare and Co in Paris, France is one of these treasured stores that celebrate books in their true form. They do not buy into the marketing tricks of some book stores that are only interested in profits. I go out of my way to find small ...
  • Paris à l'italienne

    October 30, 2009

    • It al began with a quest for grappa. Why my husband couldn't have just bought a good marc? But  no he wanted Italian grappa. His search not only turned up good grappa at our first stop, but also an Aladdin's cave of Italian products at our second stop, the Au Village Italien.    There was everything you could want, hams, prosciuttos, salamis, oils, wines, dried and fresh homemade ...
  • Back in Paris

    October 27, 2009

    • After 4 days away, 2 of them taken up with planes and airports, I was very glad to return to Paris. Edmonton had a certain charm but given a choice between the two cities I know which one I'd pick. Plus Paris has the advantage of better weather. Right on time for the holidays of Toussaint, the weather here has warmed up. Today it was 18C, with an amazing brilliant clear blue sky. Just look at ...
  • My Favorite City is Not a City

    October 24, 2009

    • My favorite city is not a city, it's a tiny village with 900 inhabitants--more a large family than a  metropolis.  It's Auvillar, where I go to commune with the poplars and the Garonne River, to interact with my dear friends the villagers, who are so welcoming.  I go to eat well (the crepes, the olives, the prosciutto), where the wine makes me swoon.  The place is laced with poems--they are ...