Having east coast Jews for parents my childhood was devoid of pie. Don’t get me wrong, there were tons of desserts around, just not pies. We enjoyed New York style cheesecakes, éclairs, napoleons, cream puffs,…
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Until recently, I thought I’d witnessed all of San Francisco’s characters. A cornucopia of clichés like the granola hippie nudists wearing nothing but Chaco Sandals and Prince Albert piercings, or the Lulu Lemon housewives pushing…
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The Best Cooking Classes in Paris See previous post for our trip to the farmers market with La Cuisine Paris cooking school. *disclaimer: sorry folks, but I didn’t take as many photos of the food…
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