Seeing how my new boyfriend Cyril Lignac didn’t let me down with his mouth-watering bistro burgers, I decided to try another of his recipes. This one was for Joue de boeuf braisée aux épices douces, gratin de macaronis au vieux parmesan, which … Continue reading
Category Archives: Francophilia
Confession: I feel guilty for posting that video of the ill-fated eel. Clearly, I have too much time on my hands (blame the commute!). But I don’t want people to think that I find humor in animal cruelty (I love … Continue reading
Seeing that I’m on a food kick right now (ahhh, the holidays) and in total denial of having to go back to work tomorrow (boo!), I thought I’d share with you this video of a French TV chef beating the … Continue reading
Steve Martin is one of my creativity heroes, even though I maintain that his best film work came courtesy of The Jerk. I’ve read all of his novellas and despite the uniqueness and freshness of each story, his honest, simple … Continue reading
I have a love-hate relationship with French food. On the one hand, it is at once both glorious decadence and farm-fresh simplicity. On the other hand, I almost always get uncontrollable diarrhea. All in all, totally worth it!
Despite my ongoing interest in Buddhist life-philosophy, I’m not a religious person. But, it would seem that I had a most spiritual experience on Christmas Eve in Hautvilliers, a small village perched in the Champagne hillside immediately outside my better-half’s … Continue reading
Jonathan got a nice write-up in a widely circulated national French magazine La Nouvelle Observateur). Here it is. Admittedly, things have been far too hectic this week for me to sit down and read the entire article in detail (my … Continue reading
While same-sex civil partnerships had previously been allowed, it was recently announced that, in France (starting in 2013), both same-sex marriage and adoption by same-sex couples will be legal. (I’m shocked and didn’t realize that the latter was not already … Continue reading
Every few months, a bunch of French artisans cross the Channel early in the morning and set up a day-long authentic market full of goodies in one of our local seaside towns (Seaford).
This is Mrs. Goose enjoying a day-old baguette–lucky lady! When in France, we walk the dog on the nearby canal running parallel to the Marne and feed her our stale bread.