Share Jack had two shopping goals for our trip to France. He wanted to eat a lot of crepes and he wanted to buy a large bag of madeleines. That was it. C’est tout madame. His sisters were as excited to eat their way through France, but also had some loftier shopping goals: fancy French…
Share The siren call of the streets of Paris is strong. I made a long list of things to see before we boarded our plane for Paris: the gigantic Monet waterlilies at the Musee de l’Orangerie, the decadently dark hot chocolate at Angelina’s, the hall of mirrors in the Palais de Versailles, and even the…
Share When my husband and I were young, childless, and living large with double income, we used to stay in Paris hotels that were so fancy, they defined luxury. When I have trouble falling asleep, I close my eyes and try to recall as many details from those amazing hotel stays. We were at the…
Share After two blistering days in Chicago with no power, I threw the contents of our fridge and freezer in the garbage, threw some dirty clothes in our suitcases and raced to the airport to fly to France, our last trip to see my mother as a family of five. We landed this morning at…
Share We’ll be heading to Paris and the Loire Valley later this summer for our annual pilgrimage to visit relatives. The time is always too short to fit in all the adventures I’d like, so I start dreaming of Paris long before packing with some beautiful memoirs and novels. Some I’m re-reading for the umpteenth…
