Along with the million and one things to worry about while moving countries, I also faced the intimidating prospect of meeting my (then future) French mother-in-law, Maria.Luckily, all my consternations were for naught. Turns out, we were a match made in heaven: I love to eat and she loves to feed. Here I am sharing… …read more
As a new Parisienne, I was baffled by la bise. I was raised in Texas, where the traditional greeting was a full-contact hug. When I later moved to California, I learned that there were three options for hugs. Then I moved to Paris and much to my surprise: They were kissing each other. …read more