Growing up as a PK in Minnesota, I learned a lot about patience. Not because it was something that was strongly encouraged as a belief to hold onto during Sunday school sessions, but because as a kid, I practically lived at the church on Sundays, Wednesdays during Lent and major holidays.
There was a gang of us church [...]
Posts Tagged ‘French’
A soul that’s been cleaned and pressed
Posted in Mauritius, tagged Culture, Expat, French, Home, Mauritius, Religion on Tuesday, October 20, 2009 | 1 Comment »
Part III – The French Dinner Party
Posted in Mauritius, tagged BBQ, Dinner, Expat, French, Mauritius, Wine on Thursday, August 21, 2008 | 1 Comment »
I love a good dinner party. The food, the wine and the conversation, whether silly or serious, always gives me a buzzing energy that helps me feel connected to people. With everybody sitting around talking, eating, drinking and having a good time – it’s such a simple and enjoyable way to spend an evening.
Unfortunately, that buzz is quite literally [...]
PART II – Fine Wine Followed by some Light Tchaikovsky
Posted in Mauritius, tagged Concert, Container, Dinner, Expat, French, Mauritius, Wine on Tuesday, August 12, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Standing around gazing at all of the brown cardboard boxes, I was feeling a sense of exhausted accomplishment. Everything from the container seemed to have made it in one piece and all the way from America. It was pretty amazing to think that my great-grandmother’s china had made such a long journey. I hadn’t seen [...]
Word.
Posted in Mauritius, tagged Expat, French, Mauritius on Tuesday, July 22, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I am completely over-using one particular French expression. Finding myself at a loss for more complex sentence structures due to the fact that I really only know the present tense of verbs and my knowledge of any other vocabulary is still quite small (I do know all my fruits and vegetables, however), I reach for [...]
The Chinese Bus
Posted in Mauritius, tagged Bus, China, Cows, Expat, Fish, French, Housekeeper, Mauritius on Wednesday, July 9, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The other day my housekeeper and I went to the local fishmongers to purchase some fresh fish and other assorted seafood. I was excited because having spent many moons in the land-o-lakes, I wasn’t really in the habit of eating much fresh food that comes from the ocean. If I did happen to eat seafood, it [...]
