The only reason for Time is so that everything doesn’t happen at once. Albert Einstein As I write this, it’s sheep season in Provence. The fields on the outskirts of town, in between the canebrakes and canals, are beginning to mushroom up flocks of dusty, dumpling wool. It starts in mid-March, a trickle at first, … Continue reading Time and Tide…
…there’s this cookie in France. More of a cake-like thing, really. About the size of a Madeleine scallop, and made from a similar but less glorious yellow sponge cake, shaped like a bear. Where the paws are, there are dollops of chocolate. It’s called “Lulu l’ourson” – Lulu the bear. It’s nothing extraordinary – it’s … Continue reading Lost in French-lation, Misadventures in French Advertising…
Chasing Snails (And Other Movable Feasts) 