Paris – La Grande Bouffe

I had a fast escape from New York over Thanksgiving, flying to Paris for the weekend. In some ways, what struck me most was a sort of experiential malaise. I didn't stay at a hotel. Or even an AirbnB. It turned out my booking in the Marais was a dowdy apartment....

Post Thanksgiving

Who wants to work a double shift, then come home to confit duck gizzards and make stuffing amid a messy kitchen and cluttered fridge? Not moi! Nevertheless, having agreed with my mother to forgo Thanksgiving turkey for duck, well, moi it was! For this most American of...

Sufganiyot

    It's Hanukkah and Thanksgivin. "Fry 'em if you got 'em!"