Category Chez moi
I saw these on my way to get lunch and felt like I needed them in my kitchen. They’re just so bright and cheerful.
This was our third Fourth of July with the parents in Seattle. The first was boiling hot, the second freezing cold, and this time? Well, as for Goldilocks, the third time was the charm: This one was just right. Beautiful weather — sunny and warm but not hot — and lovely company. We scrapped the […]
Just back from ten days of work and family and friends in Seattle. Feeling rejuvenated, more grounded, and woefully far behind in basically everything — work, life, this blog, you name it. The stress of it has been coming in waves, including mid-Atlantic when I had hoped to be sound asleep. But at this point, […]
This post was supposed to be about me jetting off to Boston for the weekend. There would have been a wedding and tuxedos and a glamorous party at the venerable Boston Public Library. But alas! Instead of boarding my flight on Friday morning, I was fielding frantic calls from my immigration lawyer telling me that […]
On my last morning in Oxford, I was the only guest at the B&B, which meant I had the undivided attention of my hostess Sylvia as she brought me breakfast. We started talking and I learned she was originally from Mexico but had been living in England for nearly 40 years. She had a son […]
Dang it. Apparently this is what happens when your 18th Century china taps the granite countertop in just the wrong way. I could be devastated and flagellate myself for not having wrapped it in bubble tape or hung it safely on the wall. But that would be no fun and besides I need something to […]
Remember that lovely ceramics shop below our flat in Sydney that was closed the entire time we were there? Well, as I faced a weekend of work and taxes, I resolved that I would carve out at least enough time to make a visit to the shop’s London sibling. I had the shop to myself, […]