Last Tuesday, John called me about half an hour before the start of his workday to tell me that our car – our one and only vehicle – had broken down. He was stuck on the side of the road and the car wouldn’t run anymore. It turns out a part…
After a very hot and sunny weekend (it got up to 86 or so both days – no air conditioning either!), I’m ready to wrap up these posts about our anniversary/Memorial Day weekend trip to France. Saturday night was our four-course dinner. It began with an apéritif in the living…