Category Chez moi
Turns out my 18th Century Chinese dish is the perfect size and shape for a burrito bowl from Chipotle. Yum!
It’s November in London, which means the days are chilly and oh-so-short. Time for blankets and candles and Danish porcelain full of wintry minty herbal tea…
Back at the beginning of the summer I wrote about planting some flower boxes outside my kitchen window. They were full of pink geraniums, yellow snapdragons, and a mass of trailing petunias. I never followed up with a “here’s how they turned out” post because, well, they never quite lived up to my hopes. This […]
What do you do when you have a rental car in London on a sunny Sunday? Return the car early and spend the day at home! Haha, I know what you’re all thinking: “Riiight. Who are you and what have you done to my brother/boyfriend/hot role model.” But I kid you not. The point of […]
From some very young age (maybe 8 or 9?) when I first saw my mother’s photo albums from her time as a student in Germany, I have wanted to (1) live in Europe, and (2) have flower boxes in my windows. This has been an elusive goal. I’ve done parts of it — this is […]
What did Oscar Wilde say about being able to resist anything except temptation? I went back to the little shop off Camden Passage where I found my milk jug. I was supposed to be on my way to the garden center, but then it was raining and I thought, well, I could either go back […]
Two good things from today: Daffodils on my dresser, an exuberant reminder that spring is finally here . . . . . . and the Royal Opera’s production of Coraline, a new opera based on Neil Gaiman’s creepy novella about a little girl who learns to appreciate her boring, annoying parents after she’s nearly snatched […]