Category Archives: French toast
If a picture is worth a thousand words…
Then you’re going to have to be content with a thousand words. ‘Cause I got no pictures. What a week. I blame the baby. She started off the week sick and decided to cry off and on during the night … Continue reading
How to compliment Mr. French, en français
When Mr. French speaks to you, en français, in a Target parking lot after hearing you speaking French to your (wiggly) children, ask him how long he was in France. He will reply, en français, “Oh, only a year. My French is … Continue reading
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How to dress like a frenchman
(Otherwise titled, To Grandpa, Thanks for the shirt. Love, J)
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French Leftovers
All three of the boys pronounce Chocolate the French way. As in, “I don’t like cho-co-laa.” (they do like brownies, but not most other forms of chocolat.) If I write their names in cursive, they think I wrote their name … Continue reading
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France: What I miss about you!
All the beautiful, warm, delicious, crusty bread that sat waiting for me, mere steps away from our apartment. Oh, and the flaky pastries too. The view of the mountains from every window in the house. Walking everywhere. The simple life. … Continue reading
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