Bien élevé

“Est-ce qu’il est sage?” a French midwife asked me years ago as I held my newborn son, swaddled and blissfully asleep in a clinic in the South of France. Read More


The elaborate striped “thing” left of Valérie must be the pomme she looks so happy to eat. Read More

Ode to the Commode

“A quiet place to be respected?” Read More

King (or Queen) for a Day

One way to crash a birthday party (in a good way) is with a galette des rois, the traditional cake consumed in France to celebrate Epiphany, generally on the first Sunday after Christmas. Read More

The Flap Over Fifi

When it comes to speaking and writing French, a non-native journalist can never relax, not even if she’s trying to score a few comic points. Read More

Il a neigé by Maurice Carême

A poem that still comes to mind on snowy days. I was seven and a blond little girl when I recited it for the first time, swinging from one foot to the other in my mother’s class. Read More

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