Everyone in Paris had a favorite chicken man. Mine was Bouba, a Senegalese giant who worked the chicken business inside the meat market near our apartment. He was black as night and wore a matching shirt with white pinstripes. Each… Read More ›
Life in Paris
The Jim Haynes Dinners – And the Best Part of Getting Old
In Paris, we stumbled upon an event hosted by Jim Haynes—his weekly Sunday dinners. On his website Jim talks about introducing people from around the world; he boasts of his memory and the ability to introduce each person “effortlessly”. Perhaps… Read More ›
Where the Jugglers Live
During several visits to Paris, we stayed in the trendy arrondissements – the little numbers. We ran the gamut from one to seven before stopping at seven and staying there several times. In each place, we encountered street performances; singers,… Read More ›
A Scuffle at the Market in Paris
The French have a reputation. In my view, it is undeserved. But mix a smidgen of reality with a pinch of American paranoia and voila! They hate Americans, smoke, wear berets, fool around on their women, believe in their innate… Read More ›
How to find alone time in a 275 square foot Paris apartment?
Pat and I have lived the last four years largely alone together. First, just the two of us moved to Bratislava. Then, we moved on to Budapest. Our apartments were small with no finished basement or spare bedroom in which… Read More ›
