This morning, I queued for twenty minutes for two slices of ham.
Monthly Archives: July, 2016
Spoiler alert: there was no monster in the 13th-century Château d’Angers built by Louis IX of France.
The state of emergency was declared in the wake of the November 2015 attacks. I was scared of these three little words—what does it mean, exactly, to live under this state of emergency?
Traveling with Mark is undeniably easier now: no more milk bottles, no more diapers, fewer…
I’m not that enthusiastic about the elephant anymore because I’ve seen it way too many times, but I did want to check out the spider.
Breton culture is taken seriously in Nantes , and so are festoù-noz “(Breton for “night festival”), a fun way to celebrate the regional identity.
We have all been waiting at the airport gates for a delayed flight, or parted…
I’m not sure when exactly I started to feel like one of those East India Company trading ships when traveling to France.
No one witnessed that perfect mother-and-son moment but I don’t care. It’s already stored into my forever-cool-moments-with-Mark database.
Bienvenue en France. The destination may be considered “glamorous” but my first stop after landing isn’t—I need to go to the restroom.
Oh, and while we are on the topic… stop ordering “French fries” in France.
Online personal attacks hurt. This one took me by surprise because they came from someone I knew.
It’s amazing how combinations of spices can turn an ordinary mix or grains and vegetables into something super yummy. So, slow cooking 101: know your spices.
Let’s be honest about it, when it comes to being healthy with our food, a…
I wanted to please. I wanted my in-laws to like me. They are Feng’s only family and the only familiar faces I knew in Canada. It made sense to get on well, to stick together like grains of rice.
I wish I had believed in the power of the slow cooker earlier.
North America’s delicate ears shall not be assaulted by strong language, much like delicate eyes shall not be exposed to nipples and delicate taste buds cannot stand foul unpasteurized cheese.
On Canada Day, after snapping the expected Mark-with-a-flag, Mark-with-a-moose-hat and Mark-being-cute shots, I started to…