UH-OH, PARIS MELTDOWN

This past week Paris dished up a full-flavored smørrebrød of must-do’s which bordered on sensory overload. At what point does all this seeing, hearing, smelling, tasting, and touching turn the senses into senseless? For me, it was last Wednesday at 9am. At the 4-week marker, I caught a 24-hours case of comatose. The day started… 

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LIGHTS in PARIS, STILL BRIGHT

Six weeks in Paris. Alone. Studio. 3rd floor walk-up. No elevator. Admit it, right now you’re thinking, shouldn’t she have done this 40 years ago? But, here’s the thing. C’est dommage. I didn’t. Now, three weeks into the journey, I am surprised by its so-far-so-good success. This trip was no whim but a dream which… 

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IT’S CHILLY. IT’S EASTER WEEK. IT’S PARIS

Flàneur – An observer who wanders the streets of a great city on a mission to notice with childlike enjoyment the smallest events and the obscurest sights he encounters. It’s a rainy, bone-chilling cold Paris evening, providing me the perfect opportunity to rewind this past week for you. Before these seven days blur into “If… 

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PARIS IS ALWAYS A GOOD IDEA*

GOODBYE, COMFORT ZONE….. Last Saturday morning I stopped by a currency bureau to exchange my US $$$ for Euros. Having been in Paris only 3 days, I prepped for the conversation needed for this transaction. As I stepped to the window, I did my spiel en français, and felt quite pleased with my performance. The… 

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DESTINATION: PARIS

MEXICO’S CULINARY EXPLORER On my last day in San Miguel I took a cooking class from Kirsten West. You won’t recognize her name but this is all you need to know. Ms. West, an international chef/cooking instructor who has studied Mexican regional cuisine for over 25 years, is German. She’s worked closely with the iconic… 

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SEVEN YEARS of BLOGGING & SAN MIGUEL

SEVEN YEARS OF BRIGHT LIGHTS Can we agree that seven years of blogging about food is worth 250 calories? Thus, the cake. Lately I’ve been reflecting on this lifetime of growing, cooking, eating and sharing food, realizing it’s the frame work I’ve used to build and re-build my life. Most of my happy memories are… 

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NOT MY USUAL HO!HO!HO!

HENDERSON, NEVADA After leaving Colorado in mid-November, headed west, I admit to wishing 2017 was over. Bye. Bye.Vamoose. That was but a fleeting thought, however, as I joyfully celebrated Thanksgiving, had dinner with Henderson neighbors, saw “It’s a Wonderful Life” on the big screen and made plans for the busy holiday season. Shortly after Thanksgiving,… 

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ON A ROLL WITH GINGERBREAD

TURKEY TAILS During the holidays, as usual, I’m in Henderson at Anthem Country Club, the gated community where Michael and I last lived. Over Thanksgiving however, it was Bishop, a five-hour drive across the state line and through Death Valley, for family time. I hadn’t seen Emma and Clara since May. In grandmother hours, that’s… 

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