Tag: wine
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Did you know?
Did you know that I started a new job? I did, and I love it; love it, love it, love it. But did you know that sometimes when you start a new job that you love, it can kind of consume you. It’s true, not in a bad way, but in a good way, and…
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ouf
// I can safely say, without a shadow of a doubt, that if I was still in The LPV, I would have had at least two Raclettes by now this fall. How can I be so sure? Because that’s how many Gregory has had; two Raclettes, both last week! I hate him. (j/k) // Besides…
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november
// This photo makes me feel all kinds of awesome. For the first time in eleven years, I was able to cast my vote on American soil. No more absentee ballot for me, I was stoked! And like a dork, I wore that sticker All. Day. Long. (That sticker now lives stuck to my bathroom…
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We're Driving Cadillacs In Our Dreams
// Gregory has a developed a full on obsession with Cadillacs. Not the shiny new ones, and definitely not those SUVs, but old Cadillacs. Like anything older than about ten years and he’s oohing and aahing all over it and demanding to know the cost, as if my brain is stored with Cadillac’s blue book…
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Raclette Redo
You know what’s ridiculous… what’s down right un-LPV-like? The fact that it’s the middle of January, and I have yet to blog about a single Raclette. It’s HOGWASH! It’s not that we haven’t been Racletting, because we have, loads of times. There was even a week back in late November that we Racletted three times…
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La Veille de Noël
Since my childhood Christmases belonged to New York, I grew up with a traditional winter wonderland holiday. Because of that, I never got fully accustomed to the warm Christmases of Texas or the dark, wet ones of Dublin (although it did snow buckets that one year), but I have to say, waking up to this…
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A Princess in Châteauneuf-du-Pape
The Princess I’m referring to in the post title is me (obviously, but I’m guessing you knew that already). When The London’s arrived in The LPV before our trip to Châteauneuf-du-Pape and Avignon, Mrs. London presented me with a tiara for the weekend, because she knows that everyone should be treated like royalty on their birthday…
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there and back again
{sugary sweetness} I suppose I can blame Brother-in-Law. After all, it was his fault that we ended up spending the night in Toulon when he told Mr. London that there was no rush in us bringing his car back (and I missed a night of desperately needed beauty sleep) and it was his Halloween party…
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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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let the photos do the talking
I’m all jumbled. Between the Brazil Day, Louisette’s 90th birthday, Suzy-Q being here, then Sarah from Texpats Abroad and her husband visiting, plus La Petite’s christening (all in the space of three weeks), I’m a little overwhelmed and don’t even know where to begin to tell you all about everything. So, I’m going to let…
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