Tag: The Boyfriend
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Date Night
Last weekend my date night dinner was cancelled because the restaurant decided to close for no reason, and this past Saturday, Monsieur Snowman and his buckets of snow ruined another night out. I refused to let staying in ruin our long overdue date night. But we’d have to settle for old reliable, Saturday night dinner…
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Snow Day
I spent my childhood in upstate New York, a place where we had all four seasons to their fullest. In Spring, blossoms bloomed, Summer was hot and sticky, Fall was an actual autumn, and Winter was freaking freezing. But the one thing that made those winter months bearable was the promise of a snow day.…
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The Boyfriend's Favorite (maybe)
According to French Nana it’s her beef tongue. According to Papa’s Wife it’s her couscous. According to Mrs Honey it’s her squash gratin. The Boyfriend is a food whore. Before I came along, there weren’t any serious girlfriends, so all the other women in his life cooked for him. And they all like to think…
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A Not So Relaxing Evening
Papa’s Wife invited us over for dinner, she was cooking The Boyfriend’s ‘favorite’ her couscous. The Boyfriend was looking forward to the meal, I was looking forward to a nice relaxing evening that I didn’t have to prepare and clean up after. Getting ready to leave, The Boyfriend grabbed the car keys and Fifty. I…
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The Last Saturday
There was something sad about Saturday. Sure it was the weekend, but it heralded the beginning of the end of the holiday season. With New Years over and work looming on Monday, Saturday sort of felt just like a regular Saturday, but being the 2nd of January, I guess it was. We decided to take…
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A Very Grown Up NYE
New Years Eve at N & Honey B’s house in Avignon. N & Honey B are one of those fabulously grown up couples who make me feel like I am a teenager even though I’m a couple of years older than they are. They have a grown up house, perfectly designed and decorated. Everything bought…
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Holiday Highlights
La Bourboule… try and say it I dare you! It feels funny and makes your lips and tongue do something pretty strange, something American mouths are not used to doing. French mouths have no problem, they have rather talented lips and tongues. But I digress, La Bourboule (I just wanted to type it again because…
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Fondue… Gooey Christmas Goodness
Before we left Le Petit Village to celebrate Christmas with French Mommy and French Nana, we had to have a little party with our Le Petit Village posse. And Honey Jr kindly offered to throw one. A fondue party! I love fondue! What’s not to love about pots of melted cheese that you dip bread…
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Spreading Holiday Cheer
Tis the season to spread holiday cheer and for my part, spreading holiday cheer means candy. But not just any candy, Baileys Truffles candy. Nothing can spread holiday cheer faster than Baileys and my heavy hand. Candy for all my favorite Le Petit Villagers; the Honey’s, Papa and his Wife, Boyfriend’s Brother, and the postman.…
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Nothing Says Christmas Like A Flogging
OK, this is weird. I was doing a little reading about French Christmas traditions. Figure since I’m here, might as well find out the happenings of my favorite holiday, French style. And there is no use asking the Boyfriend, he is useless at relaying this kind of information. Anyhoo… In France, Santa Clause is Père…
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