03. 10. 2014
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Il Vino – Paris

I can safely say that my fondness for wine and cheese was inherited from my papa Bruce String-bean. Growing up, every Thursday night dad and his three besties would gather at our house...

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22. 07. 2014
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Pirouette – Paris

I’ve made my fair share of embarrassing linguistic aberrations over the last two and a half years in Paris – I certainly learned the hard way that péter does not mean ‘to pat’, nor does...

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02. 03. 2014
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Clamato – Paris

I read a statistic recently that by 2048 there will be no seafood left to catch except jellyfish. The straits are indeed dire. There are literally no more fish in the sea.  This...

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03. 02. 2014
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David Toutain – Paris

Scandal has hit France, and no it is not the President’s wandering parliamentary member, but something much more cataclysmic. In an ongoing attempt to preserve the purity of the French language, the word...

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02. 10. 2013
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L’Éclair de Génie – Paris

Before I arrived in Paris I had an image of how I would look as I strutted around the City of Love; legs as long as those on a glass of vintage rouge,...

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24. 09. 2013
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Café La Perle – Paris

Humans are, at heart, creatures of habit.  Even in a big, bustling city like Paris your day-to-day life quickly becomes fairly predictable (although mine is admittedly more “eat, (drink), pray, love” than “métro, boulot, dodo“). Take...

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05. 08. 2013
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Glass – Paris

Dogs have always been cool in Paris (nothing says fashion quite like a french bully). Now, it appears, dogs are hot. Until recently, Le Mosaique in the Marais, the long-standing red and white tiled,...

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28. 05. 2013
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Le Mary Celeste – Paris

Question: What was the name of the mysterious ‘ghost ship’ found in the Atlantic Ocean unmanned and under full sail heading towards the Strait of Gibraltar in 1872? Answer: The Mary Celeste.  I...

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04. 04. 2013
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Bistrot Paul Bert – Paris

When I first arrived in Paris, during a debaucherous weekend of eating and drinking (which was to set the tone for the next 12 months) I found myself sitting grumpily in an uncomfortable wooden chair,...

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