Elisabeth Sauvage-Callaghan

About Elisabeth Sauvage-Callaghan

I am a native of France, and a retired French university professor living in the USA. I return to France every year and love discovering new places I have not yet visited. I am interested in issues of bilingualism and expatriate identity. I enjoy good food, great books, and all kinds of music.
18 10, 2012

Comforting French food: les petits plats mijotés de notre enfance !

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Western Pennsylvania, where I live, has transitioned from summer into fall, and my gustatory cravings have been turning to so-called 'comfort foods'- dishes that provide consolation or a feeling of well-being, often associated with childhood or home cooking.

17 05, 2012

The Good, The Bad, (but not The Ugly…) – The Bad (2)

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In this last instalment of the series, I continue with The Bad. I recently told you about the things I do not particularly like about the US ('The Bad (1)'). Now it’s France’s turn...

19 04, 2012

The Good, The Bad, (but not the Ugly…) – The Bad (1)

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Processed foods reign supreme. Meats are loaded with hormones, and vegetables are genetically altered. Of course, things have improved greatly, as a strong 'foodie' movement, gung-ho on organic meats and produce, has emerged over the past few years...

20 03, 2012

The Good, The Bad, (But Not the Ugly…) Part I – The Good

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As a French expat living in the United States, I have ambivalent feelings about both my country of origin and my country of adoption. Let me share with you what I really like about both the United States and France.

13 02, 2012

Falling in love with a Parisian, Paris, and rue Mouffetard

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The place that really stole my heart was rue Mouffetard, in the 5th arrondissement, on which my brother and I strolled with Renée one day, and I remember her telling us about that quaint little street's history, which goes back to Roman times, when Paris was still Lutèce.

20 01, 2012

Aurais-je perdu le Nord? (Fr and Eng)

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Ma définition favorite de « perdre le nord » est « être psychologiquement dans l'embarras le plus profond ». Et c’est exactement cette confusion dont mon statut d’expatriée me vaut de faire l’expérience depuis 1975, l’année où je me suis installée aux États-Unis de manière permanente.

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