A Thanksgiving-Birthday Weekend

Hello all!  I hope you had a fabulous Thanksgiving full of lots of good food and friends.  We had a nice, quiet celebration over here for our first "official" holiday in France (Easter just doesn't really seem to count!)  We definitely realized that Thanksgiving is a lot more fun and exciting when you get to spend it with all your family and friends, but we still managed to have a great day.  We even had our...

I Survived the East Coast Love Tour and All I Got Was This Lousy Blog Post

This is just a quick post to let you all know that I'm alive!  Sorry that you haven't heard from me sooner, but I'm sad to report that my trusty ThinkPad has finally bit the dust.  Yes, I am computerless and writing this post from our old, ancient, dinosaur of a Mac which I can't use to upload pictures or watch Slingbox.  But I can type and go on Facebook, so I guess I'm surviving.  I'm hoping to get a new PC...

Midnight in Paris

Around midnight on Sunday in Paris, after a long first day of sightseeing and dinner with the parents, Michael and I wanted to buy some bottled water and maybe a beer or two to bring back to our hotel room.  We spoke to the concierge to see if there was a corner store nearby, but he informed us that everything around the hotel was closed for the evening.  Even though he was probably right, we decided to take a...

Parental Bed Beard

Happy Friday, ya'll!  Sorry it's been a bit quiet over here.  The 'rents are here and I've been busy showing off my new country.  The Hub and I are so happy to have them here and someone else is too.  If there's one thing Figgy loves, it's his "Grandparents."  Case in point:  Yesterday when we walked into the apartment, Fig went straight to Grandpa and Grandma and not to me.  I think it's all the treat-giving...

Food Porn Dictionary: Part II

Get out your drool buckets and napkins because you're gonna need them.  It's time for another episode of the Food Porn Dictionary!  This one will be a little less of a "dictionary" than the first episode, because I wasn't quite as diligent at writing down the exact name of every dish.  But I will tell you what I remember and I can I find on menus online.  But you don't care, right?  You just want to see all the...

Visit From the ‘Rents and A Freshly Cut Bed Beard

It's time to get on the road again!  On Sunday morning, The Hub and I are headed back up to Paris to meet up with my parents.  I'm really excited to see them and for them to have their first taste of Europe.  We'll be spending 2 days in Paris, 1 day in Versailles and then it's back down to Montpellier for 4 days.  It's going to be so nice to spend some time with them. When The Hub and I told my parents we...

The Postcard Project

As it turns out, it's a lot harder to high-five a stranger than it sounds.  But maybe I should back up a little and explain. Have I ever told you about my friend Ed Casey?  Besides being a personal hero of mine for reason having to do with Sons of Anarchy, Season 3, Ed has an addictive Tumblr blog, Bart Dont Lie, where among other things, he is documenting his Postcard Project.  Sick and tired of only seeing...

Live Music in the South of France: Portishead in Nîmes

Bonjour a tous!  Well, first I want to apologize for missing my deadline.  Luckily, my editor is very forgiving and accepts bribes so I was still able to publish my post.  I really wanted to be the one who reviewed the Portishead show because it was a show I had been waiting 15 years to see (yes, I’m old as the Haute Housewife constantly reminds me).  I had always been a huge fan of Dummy, their self-titled...

Simple Pleasures: Weekend in Pictures

We had a very nice, relaxing weekend that included a night at Estivales, a double date in Sète, a beautiful Sunday dinner, and lots of Sons of Anarchy. And on Friday night, something amazing happened.  I finally got the boys drunk enough to convince them that they could in fact, lift of the washing machine, maneuver around the unfortuately placed heater in the bathroom, and get the machine into a more...

Chez Paul, Je t’aime

I think I'm still full from my dinner last Sunday night.  It was the kind of meal that left me happy and stuffed to the gills, yet I still wanted to lick the plate and make sure I'd consumed every last morsel.  The kind of meal that I haven't been able to stop thinking about.  The kind of meal I'm sure I"ll never find anywhere else. Ladies and Gentlemen, I submit to you:  Chez Paul. It was an absolutely...