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“And this, what does this mean? ‘Flipping,’ I thought I understood, but not in this sentence.” My neighbor Genevieve slid the English...
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“The truffle must always be the queen of the night,” Johann caught himself as he poured champagne, “well, unless your wife is there.”...
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“I never wanted to be a farmer.” Straw-hatted and heavy-booted, Johann is first and foremost a businessman. Not an inch of the farm he...
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Paris. Is there any place in the world more dreamed of, more longed for, more romanticized? Hemingway claimed that if you’re lucky enough...
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“I’m sorry I can’t open the castle today. I have the key, but they’re doing work inside.” Standing at the royal peak of Chiara’s hilltop...
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I was racking my brain for the word “Corinthian” and picking images out from the Pantheon’s Rorschach marble when Paulo struck up...
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"I'm living in the French countryside." I have no illusions about how romantic that sounds, how romantic that is. But a house this old,...
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When sharing my plans to come to France, the reaction was surprisingly formulaic. I'd be met with a rush of excitement, a pause, and then...
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As the train jostled back and forth, I couldn't help but feel a bit intimidated. Rough-and-tumble Marseille was behind me and ahead:...
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Wrinkled noses, pitied sighs, fallen smiles: these are the reactions I met most often when telling people, "je vais à Marseille."...
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Week one in two words: solitude, scrambling. Most of my time has been spent learning, exploring, traversing--quietly and alone. Here, the...
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So you bake Julia Child's clafoutis (because let's be real, on your first night you couldn't stop sleeping). Sometimes the best thing you...
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