Summertime Sadness

Much as I liked the summer, I always preferred spring. Spring is my birthday and as a kid that meant strawberries as well as warm nights and flowers blooming. Plus the arrival of summer, which either meant going somewhere nice to swim by the sea or moving back to the US. I’d usually find out…

Therapy, Coffee & Lunch 

Add to that pretty good food that fulfills the job of filling  you up – whether you’re a meat lover or vegan – amidst a boho-meets-hipster vibe and you’ve got the perfect ingredients for a place to hang out.

Fulfilling Other People’s Perception(s) of The Countries You Identify With

. . . most people where we lived seemed to be getting their ideas of what a French person was / should be from the German translations of Enid Blyton’s books, and the occasional show with a French person depicted on TV (ironically, a French actor – Pierre Brice – portrayed their national idol, Winnetou, a fictional character brought to life by Karl May who had never set foot anywhere near the Wild West . . .