“I am incapable of conceiving infinitiy and yet I do not accept finity.” – Simone de Beauvoir, author, feminist Buenos Aires – Well before it was politically correct or even remotely in fashion, let alone acceptable, to talk and write about feminisim and female sexuality, Simone de Beauvoir was doing so. Last weekend she joined… Read More Sextennial
“We still think of ourselves as Basques”, says Mme Pitchoauajue. “Until I went to school at the age of seven, I couldn’t speak a word of French.” – Graham Simmons, The Basque Way Buenos Aires – Although it was suggested, I did not wear a proper French Basque Beret to celebrate “National Day” in the… Read More Straddling the Pyrenees
“Lyon is full of temperamental gourmets, eternally engaged in a never-ending search for that imaginary, perfect, unknown little back-street bistro, where one can dine in the style of Louis XIV for the price of a pack of peanuts.” – Roy Andries de Groot, gourmet, author Buenos Aires – Here’s the thing. I’m wrong about things… Read More Iced Again
Very thin, wide pancakes made from buckwheat flour are eaten with ham, eggs and other savoury fillings. They are usually called galettes (Breton galetes), except in the western parts of Brittany where they are called crêpes (Breton krampouezh). Thin crêpes made from wheat flour are eaten for dessert. Other pastries, such as kouign amann (“butter… Read More Bretons in Argentina
“Cassoulet has such a religion around it because it’s the plat de partage — the dish of sharing. When a cassoulet arrives at the table, bubbling with aromas, something magical happens — it’s Communion around a dish.” – Philippe Puel, Chef, Le Cantou New York City – Back in Manhattan for a few days after… Read More Winter Warmer
“What he said to bite, I bit.” – Jiang Qing, Chinese revolutionary Buenos Aires – With the holiday season upon us we haven’t been spending a lot of time out eating in restaurants. However, here and there I’ve managed a lunch somewhere with friends and at least gotten a taste of a few places I… Read More Gang of Four
“Some people have been kind enough to call me a fine artist. I’ve always called myself an illustrator. I’m not sure what the difference is. All I know is that whatever type of work I do, I try to give it my very best. Art has been my life.” – Norman Rockwell, Illustrator (per his… Read More Illustrative Dinner
“We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered.” – Tom Stoppard, playwright Ann Arbor, Michigan – It was a sign of the times. Only it used… Read More Memories