mon chou: kale, the forgotten vegetable

 In French, instead of sweetie, you might call someone mon chou. My cabbage. I appreciate the double meaning. Le chou is both my cabbage and my sweet. But all cabbages are not created equal. It's kale that's my drug of choice. Looking for a light read in the 'American Expats in France' genre, I recently read a memoir …

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rainy colors: a weekend in Strasbourg

Last weekend I traveled to Strasbourg alone. I am head-over-heels for this Alsatian city: its bright buildings that remind me of a child's drawings, its lovely street art, its warm, filling comfort food, cobbled streets, and abundance of bicycles. I got in around four p.m. and had time to drop off my things and walk through …

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la gourmandise (what to eat in Toulouse)

In French, the word for "greedy" has richer connotations than its English counterpart. Tu es gourmand probably doesn't mean: listen, you're a greedy pig, but rather: you know how to enjoy something. You have joie de vivre. I like this, the concept of eating well, with moderation and with gusto. I like that this can be …

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