Contrary to popular belief, I'm not French. Not a splash of that cheese-loving, surrender-monkey French blood in my body, yet I'm as Francophile as they come.
In case you were wondering why this German-Italian-Irish-Polish melting pot shunned her...
When I was 16 and living in France for the summer, family friends took me for a day in Cassis. We suntanned on high rocks and cliff jumped into the Mediterranean. To me, it was the most beautiful place in the world.
As you can probably tell, this...
Nutella becomes an unhealthy obsession for Americans who discover it in Europe while studying abroad or exploring the grocery store. I'm no exception. I was shocked when I stayed with family friends in France and I was allowed to spread Nutella on...
Confession: I am a bookworm. Literally, I was the child who walked to school with her nose in a book and couldn't wait for her weekly trip to the library. (I was also a huge nerd growing up, but let's save the discussion of my awkward childhood for...