Tag: Mr. London
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staycation {part.4}
Oh Cassis, I love you so. You’re quaint, charming, and just the right size. Plus you don’t attract all of that St.Tropez riff raff. The next stop on Staycation 2012 was Cassis. It was possibly also everyone’s next stop because boy oh boy was it crowded, but that’s OK, Cassis is worth the hassle. We were…
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French Wine, French Rugby, French Frogs
source ++ Gatz came for dinner on Friday. If there’s one thing I like about Gatz, it’s this; before he comes over, he always asks what I’m cooking and then pops into le bar au vin, and has The Sommelier pick out the wine. This time he brought a South African Chenin Blanc for l’apéro, and…
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Blame it on Rio
If you’re confused by that photo above, trust me, I understand. It’s two guys; one in some sort of a tutu and one in a fuzzy pink vest (under the fuzzy pink vest was a gold lame bikini top that I was more than a little jealous of by the way) and they are playing…
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welcome to the jungle
++ The Husband spent Saturday with a giant weed wacker clearing a path into the garden as he whacked along. It’s nowhere near finished yet but at least we can actually see what’s what now. For example, we have a wine barrel. Why is there a wine barrel in my back garden? I have no…
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while we should have been packing
{source} Hi kids, remember me? Here I am, typing away at Papa’s house because the internet won’t be setup at the new chez moi for another week. That’s right, I’m already at my new house in the new Le Petit Village, and while I’m knee deep in unpacking, I thought I’d take a breath and…
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sometimes, they get up to no good
{source} Another weekend, and another trip to Toulon. I’m talking about last weekend, not this one. Friday afternoon, The Husband and I headed down south, picked up my cousin, Mrs. London, and went to dinner. Whenever I’m in this part of France, the Côte d’Azur, on a port, surrounded by palm trees and looking out…
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distr-Aix-tion
The absolute best way for me to wonder the streets (shops) of Aix-en-Provence without the dreaded huff and puff of The Husband in my ears is to keep him occupied. And what’s the best way to keep him occupied (besides food)? With his new man crush, Mr. London. We met Mr. & Mrs. London in…
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Gatz turns thirty
The Croupier isn’t the only one that turned thirty this month, Gatz rounded the corner into my decade as well (now if The Husband could hurry up and turn thirty too, maybe I won’t feel so weird). Whereas The Croupier was content with a big party in The LPV, Gatz had dreams of traveling abroad…
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good friday
Want to know why my Good Friday was a good Friday? 1. It stopped raining yesterday long enough for The Husband, Honey Jr., Honey’s Honey and me to have l’apéro outside (April showers and all), even though it was kind of cold. OK, it was really freaking cold. Honey’s Honey and I were bundled up in…
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hotel toulon
I’m a lucky girl. Not only do I get to live in The LPV (I love calling Le Petit Village The LPV, makes me feel like a gangsta), one of the most beautiful places on the planet, get to drink delicious wines as cheap as soda, and sample all the cheese I can stand, but…
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