Category: food
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Oh the delight of standing in front of a truckload of watermelons, trying to pick the most perfect one, knowing when you get home you will sit on the porch and with the help of your sister, cut this baby open and commence to munching on dripping wedges then spitting seeds, seeing who will win…
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The first time sister and I went to Paris in 2005, we mostly went to the open air markets and purchased food to cook in our little apartment at the very top of a building in the Marais. We looked over the rooftops and ate at a wonderful big wooden table in the kitchen. This…
