There was a brief time, lasting just five months, about twelve years ago, when I called Geneva home.  I hadn’t returned since then, until last week, when I was seized with a sudden desire to see all my old favorite places. The fact that we were there...

When was the last time you attended a light show?  You can dig out your old love beads right now, because have I ever got one for you! We just got home from  a light-filled weekend in Geneva, where not only was there an exhibition of Light and Trees,...

Today’s post is brought to you by Guest Blogger Shel, who is sharing his favorite Thanksgiving treat for the first time in print.  As he tells the story… Rich’s department store was a downtown Atlanta institution from Reconstruction until it closed in...

We’re not actually having Thanksgiving this year, that’s fact number one.  Fact number two is that I hauled a jar of sorghum syrup back to France with me in my already overweight luggage.  Heaven only knows what I was thinking.  I could pretend that...

Let me just start by stating the obvious: French cooking is all about the stock.  I’ve made stock for years, but now, cooking mainly French dishes, I’ve always got chicken bones or duck bones in my fridge, along with scraps of fennel and celery...