As a Nigerian/Texan I can’t believe I am complaining, but this heat is no joke y’all! I walked my daughter home from the halte-garderie Wednesday and was drenched in sweat. It’s true that I love warm climates but heat in a city where air conditioning is basically non-existent…goodness! To ...
If you lived in Brooklyn or New York circa 2001-2008 during the French bistro craze (Pastis, Balthazar) you remember Sunday brunch at Bar Tabac on Smith Street. Michael Arenella’s 1920s jazz band, steak frites, escargot, moule frites, fountains of Ricard, and blocked streets for Bastille celebrations. It was ...
La canicule is here! As I mentioned last week, I am pretty crazy obsessed about protecting my daughter from the sun’s skin-damaging cancer-making UV rays. Surprisingly enough stylish UV protective gear is hard to find here. I know Europeans love to bronzé (tan) and wear as little as possible on the plage (beach) and at the pool, but ...
Something I miss about life in New York City (that I’ll complain about to anyone who’ll listen) is the ease and variety of ordering takeout. There’s just something about being able to go online and order whatever you’re craving, whatever the hour. In Paris, there aren’t many options if you want to sit on your ...
Coming from Florida, aptly nicknamed the Sunshine State (that’s roughly 250 days a year of shorts, flip-flops, and a good tan), I just can’t get enough of the sun. When cloudy Parisian skies deign to let it through, I beam like a lighthouse. Par contre when the gray days stretch on and on I shrivel like the jealous heart of ...
Park Slope Rock School Paris (PSRS) started as an underground band class appealing to a handful of expat parents with aspiring Joan Jetts and Jimmy Pages running around the house. It has exploded into a raging, seventy-student music program pushing out the next generation of Parisian rockers. Created in ...
