Back... with gratitude & vanilla rosemary cherry tomatoes

So there's this French saying. It was the title of a comedy. La vie n'est pas un long fleuve tranquille. Life is not a long tranquil...

A day in hazelnut country... and a grandmother's ratatouille

    Every time I come back to France , it strikes me how much more I appreciate it now than I did when I lived here.   I have been an expat ...

Seeking raw simplicity... & rediscovering the Greek salad

    Today, two little things made me feel true joy and happiness, as if I could feel my whole being smiling: Pablo, bare feet, ate grapes f...

Heirlooms for my little father

Heirloom. Fruit of labor from generations of roots, with days in the sun and days in the rain. Fruits passed on, ever so precious, when the ...