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Why every kitchen needs a grater

Things that I've learned while cooking in France: A grater is necessary for any kitchen. I never had a grater when I had my own apartment, since I bought my cheese pre-grated. Yes, I was that lazy. However, I've learned that a grater can do so...
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What makes you a writer?

Even since I was a little girl with my nose stuck in a book, I've wanted to be a writer. And I keep saying that I "want" to be a writer, even though I write every day. I write blog posts, tweets, letters. I write about the things that inspire me,...
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When public transportation becomes an open-air museum

1 measly Euro. That's how much it will cost you to get anywhere on a bus or tram in Nice: no matter if you're winding alongside the sea to Monaco or if you're just heading to the other side of town. 1 Euro for a ticket that's valid for 78...
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A beautiful day for a windstorm

One of the downsides of energy-efficient and cheap strategy of hanging laundry outside? Windstorms. We had a crazy day of wind last week, and while this load of laundry seemed to stay hooked on, there were clothes all over the same street. It took me...
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The challenge of the cornet has commenced

Before leaving the States, I decided to put my extended stay in Nice to good use and do what every tourist wishes they could do: try every flavor of ice cream at Fenocchio, the most popular ice cream shop in Nice. Then I arrived in Nice and did...
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Nutella is the beverage of champions

My cocktail/barista/life-in-general tip of the day: just add Nutella. I've found a cafe here that clearly caught on to the American obsession: they have Nutella EVERYTHING. Nutella muffins, milkshakes, cookies, hot chocolate. And bagels. Real...
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It doesn’t count until you write it down

I rarely leave home without a yellow tablet of paper that contains my life's to-do's separated into quadrants. My hyper-organization is a result of my awful memory; if I don't write it down, I absolutely wouldn't remember anything. It's also the...
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The bitter aftertaste of trying new things

Before leaving for France, I swore that I was going to be openminded and try all sorts of new things. While I haven't gone back on my word, I'm realizing that openmindedness comes at a price: the awful aftertaste of something that just wasn't that...
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A bit of Russia without ever leaving Nice

Bet you didn't know that Nice used to be the hotspot for exiled Russian nobles. Just as the French Riviera is now the playground of jetsetters and celebrities, Nice was once the ultimate vacation destination for Russians looking to escape those rough...
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The real world is whatever you make it

A year ago today, I became an official college graduate. I drank a Bloody Mary at 6 a.m., walked across the stage in a gold glittery cap and accepted a piece of paper that pushed me into the next socioeconomic class. If you had asked me then where I...
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