May 30, 2016

PoeTry with a Capital T: Raclette à la Moutarde


Who doesn't like the occasional, nice souvenir T-shirt? It's been surprisingly hard to find great ones in France. We're trying to avoid the huge "I ♥ PARIS"/Eiffel Tower type of T-shirt, but still want something that screams "French!" Here's this textured, slightly 3-dimensional portrayal of a 2-dimensional stereotype: Beret? Check. Striped shirt? Check. Bicycle? Check. Cute fluffy dog? Check. There's even a little architecture thrown in.

May 24, 2016

Almost There: Tomme de Rhuys


When you are in Vannes, you are almost on the Atlantic coast. Almost. In fact, you are just slightly inland, on a canal that leads out to the Gulf of Morbihan which, in turn, leads (eventually) out to the Atlantic Ocean. And one of the must-do things when you are in the Golfe de Morbihan (at first, Anthony thinks there are golf courses everywhere) is to go out to the islands.


May 18, 2016

Overload of Charm, Butter, and the letter Z: Tomme de Bretagne


For 23 euro per person, and because of a gymnastics competition, we find ourselves on a train for Vannes, a pretty old town in the Morbihan, which is in turn an area of the region of Bretagne. What we love about traveling around France are the happy surprises. We've never heard of the place and only came because of the competition, but it's charming. Delightfully charming. Ridiculously charming. It's like living inside a little fairy tale about an old charming Breton town.


May 11, 2016

Steeling Ideas: Tomme de Yenne...and Beiralacte


Several times in Lisbon, I have these flashes of "Where am I?" as I see the imitation -- or at least the hints -- of far-flung places, including Paris. That Gustave Eiffel is everywhere, it seems. Here, in the heart of old Lisbon, stands another of Eiffel's towers, certainly less famous but rather more practical than the more iconic one in Paris.

May 5, 2016

Why am I on this Roller Coaster?: Couronne de Brebis


On a recent warm, sunny weekend day, our family finds itself in an unusual situation: no play dates, no classes, no gymnastics competitions, no social plans, no urgent homework. I want to walk and explore a new exhibit, but my family conspires against me and we instead end up at the Foire du Trône (literally Fair of the Throne). So when I ask, "Why am I on this Roller Coaster?," the question is a literal one, not philosophical. And the answer is that Anthony hits me on my weak spot: "Kazz, you can write about it: it's part of Paris history..."

Apr 29, 2016

The Most Beautiful Tree in Paris: Tomme Acajou au Lait de Salers


Amidst the urban jungle, every once in a while a reminder of the real jungle pops through. There are a few gorgeous trees that speak to me as I flâne (stroll) around the city. One of them may well be the most beautiful tree I've ever seen in my life, let alone Paris. But first, some of the runners up, such as this breath of fresh air (literally) that pops out at the beginning of spring -- just when you need it most -- among the Haussmanian buildings and 19th century Eglise de la Sainte-Trinité in the 9th arrondissement.

Apr 23, 2016

Unsafe, Uninsured, Unconcerned, & Politically Incorrect: Leissa


As the final installment of "Unsafe, Uninsured, Unconcerned, and Politically Incorrect," today I want to focus more on the unsafe and uninsured than the unconcerned and politically incorrect. And so, I start you off with a photo of people shooting BB guns at a fair. Nobody's wearing safety gear. The woman has no idea how to use the gun, or load it properly. I've been that lady, recently, in fact, but now our family steers clear of the BB gun shooting booth.


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