Even Here I have to cook for you? (Part Deux)

With no real fanfare, I arrived in Paris…a day late. I had gotten in touch with my family and let them know about my travel troubles.  I usually take the train into Paris from the airport, but this time, I decided to get a cab and just get straight there.  Right, so a quick stop … Continue reading Even Here I have to cook for you? (Part Deux)

Even here I have to cook for you? (Part 1)

I was supposed to be the first one there.  I speak “the French” as my Aunt calls it, so I was supposed to meet the property manager and get us all checked in to the apartment we were staying in for our week in Paris.  The cast of characters for this trip includes me, my … Continue reading Even here I have to cook for you? (Part 1)