Paris. Wednesday morning. May 11, 2022. 8AM There’s a communal newspaper on the zinc bar. Every few minutes a new patron enters, browses the headlines, tosses back an espresso, races out to join the race. Families come and go. Kids… Read More ›
Expat life
Heigh-ho, heigh-ho …
There’s a saying in writing that you’ve buried the lede. It means that you’ve taken too long to get to your point. Perhaps you don’t know what your point is. Or maybe you just can’t bring yourself to say it…. Read More ›
Wine tasting in Pommard, France
My favorite travel memories, I’ve come to realize, involve one of two things: food or people. This story involves both. Pommard, France October 2, 2021 At the main junction in the village of Pommard, a handful of tourists and bikers… Read More ›
The present: Paris
If you’re reading this post, it means I’m in Paris. I scheduled it to launch on arrival day—precisely 3 days and 16 hours from when I wrote this sentence. The time has come for Covid and me to coexist; I’m… Read More ›
Finding My Rosebud
In the movie Citizen Kane, “Rosebud” is the final word that Charles Foster Kane utters upon his deathbed. It sets off a flurry of investigation to identify exactly what he meant. Rosebud, it turns out, is a cheap sled. Yet… Read More ›
The World In Between 