Non, I am not posting about math problems. Heaven help anyone who asks me a math-related question. The kids in my after school study hall know that. I have a couple of 8th graders on call to help with anything more complicated that multiplication tables. And recently I proved that I am not even very …
Category: eating adventures
Black diamonds
This is a trip back in time. Back to December 4, 2008, to be exact. I am not sure why I woke up thinking about this adventure while I was on sabbatical. Coincidence? Who knows. But what I do know is that once I pulled up this blog entry, I was transported back to the …
Random thoughts on a chilly November night
It's Veteran's Day. Armistice Day in France. The 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month. I have visited the site of the signing of the Armistice, the replica of the train car tucked away into the forest near Compiègne in northern France. The original one was burned by Hitler. Merci, Ghislaine. Thank …
July 28, 2008
The BFF asked me for "my" recipe for mussels- moules- during our Therapy Session this morning. I have Chef Érick's recipe. I can take no credit. Only credit for eating my weight in them! So, down The Sabbatical Chef memory lane we go. To almost the beginning. I haven't re-read it yet. I will. In …
Paris by proxy
Joanie on her pony Jeanne d'Arc, 1874, Emmanuel Frémiet, 4 rue des Pyramides, Paris 01 Okay, so I am not really sure that I am using "by proxy" properly, even though I looked it up on-line at Urban Dictionary. by proxy: the ability to do or be something without actually physically doing it. "John was …
I miss Mayberry
Okay, if you are a Rascal Flatts fan then you know I stole borrowed the title of one of their songs. I don't think they will get upset when they read today's blogpost. I think they will be honored. I have been in a bit of a blue mood the past few days. I've recently read …
Le 14 juillet 2017
Rue Montorgueil, Paris, Claude Monet, 1878, Musée d'Orsay (detail) Should I wish France Bonne Fête nationale or Joyeux 14 juillet or Bonne Bastille or ... just what? Does it even matter? I could sing La Marseillaise. The bloody version or La Marseillaise de la Paix by Chanson plus bifluorée. Bertrand of My Private Paris turned …
Summer Vacation Day 3: Back to Boone
I attended and graduated from Appalachian State University in Boone, North Carolina. It was really the only school I was interested in. I applied to UNC-Greensboro but never had any intention of attending. Not sure why I even wasted my hard-earned money to apply. I was very happy at ASU. College life suited me. I …
Baguettes et Beurre vs Biscuits and Bacon
It isn't a competition for me. Really, it isn't. I have been back from my annual spring break trip for almost two weeks and it has taken me this long to get to the blog. I go through a sort of grieving process and a bit of withdrawal every time I leave France. This year's …
Puppies, kittens, and Paris
I am tired of news. I refuse to watch it or read it. It only makes me grumpy and grouchy. And anyone who knows me knows that I am neither very often. Life is too short. And in the words of Jacques Prévert, my favorite French poet, "Later will be too late. Our life is …
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