Pic For The Day - Street Guitarist in Uzes

I'm learning that around here, the most economical, and by far the most fun, way to shop is the weekly markets. At home in Los Angeles we went to our local Farmers Markets regularly, even though the price of the produce often took my breath away. I had to choose carefully, and hold my breath while I cooked my small, precious ration of organic greens.

Here it's the opposite. The grocery cost a fortune. The freshest and cheapest way to go is to memorize the schedule of your favorite

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Fun With Poultry

On Saturday we went to the weekly market in Uzes. We bought herbs to plant in the yard, and sausage with thyme and walnuts, but the thing that broke the bank was the chicken. Not just any chicken - a fancy chicken. A Poulet Noir, the French King of the Barnyard. We paid €18 for 5 pounds of poultry!

We brought our precious dinner home, and while Ella and friends dyed and painted Easter eggs in the living room, and Owen disappeared into the tree-house with a book, Bob and I got to work on dinner. Ah - such fun! First we had to cut off head and

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A Good Problem To Have

We've spent the last few weeks working on the calendar, trying to figure how to puzzle out the next few months. It's a megillah! But still - figuring out where you're going to travel next, and how to puzzle everything together, is a good problem to have.

We've just booked seven weeks in a little town in the south of France called Saint Quentin la Poterie. I am the luckiest girl in the Whole Wide World. We got a good

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