A very French Thanksgiving
Just because I was in a country that called Thanksgiving ‘American Christmas’ was no reason for me to miss the traditions of pie and turkey, and so I started my own traditions… not without a few hiccups along the way.
Just because I was in a country that called Thanksgiving ‘American Christmas’ was no reason for me to miss the traditions of pie and turkey, and so I started my own traditions… not without a few hiccups along the way.
Gary takes inspiration from his artistic predecessors and the colours and perfumes of Provence, France, to produce beautiful bespoke candles.
Her fascination with needlecrafts began at her grandmother’s knee. She loved the brightly coloured skeins of silk and her grandmother’s silver stork-shaped sewing scissors. But I was surprised when Sue revealed that needlework was her least favourite subject at school.
My friend Sally is going to Paris for the first time at Christmas. Despite being very well travelled, she’s a bit anxious and has asked me for some advice. It got me thinking about what I wish I had known on my first trip to Paris.
Virginia takes us on a photographic tour of the carousels of Paris.
My uncle’s address had allegedly been the residence of Madame de Warens, who became Jean-Jacques Rousseau’s mistress. Thus, I once walked in Rousseau’s footsteps…
I admit it: I can be a big city snob. So when my husband Sylvain wanted to take me on day trip to Antibes, I honestly wasn’t too stoked. But I trust him and I’m always hungry, so I went along for the ride.
The chocolatiers in France make eggs that are not only delicious but also works of art. Their window displays are very elaborate and a feast for the eyes. Their creations often look too beautiful to be eaten!
Dave smiles as the guests approach our table with their jackets zipped up and their gloves on. He and Sam listen to their stories of the morning’s tough red runs and a silly tumble in poor visibility … “The best thing about our job is meeting loads of really nice people,” Sam says.
‘C’est La Folie’ sounds like a jovial and bad attempt at calling the world a crazy place. Well, crazy place it might be, but for those of you yet to discover the delightful book that bears this title, I am so excited for you to read it.