More Than Mustard: A Dijon Weekend
Driving along the “route des Grands Crus,” our guide kept pointing out various esteemed vineyards and winemaking houses – and, whenever we stopped for a photo, admonishing all of us not to taste the grapes or cross the stone walls…
Soaring Through Heaven on Air France’s A380
On Air France, there’s still a middle class – and it is rightfully celebrated. It’s called Premium Economy, meaning it’s a class above Air France’s economy class – and right behind Air France’s business class. (Air France’s first class…
We’ll Always Have Paris
The first time I went to Paris without a chaperone, I wandered the Left Bank, clutching a dog-eared copy of Hemingway’s “A Moveable Feast” in one hand, a baguette in the other. I was a walking cliché of an American student in Paris. Trooping…
In Search of Lost History: Return to Montpellier, France
Few things are as delicious as a ripe tomato eaten like an apple while lost on a bicycle on the way to the Mediterranean. Nearly thirty years before, we had traversed this road to the beach almost every day of the summer. Our skin as toasted as toffee,…
Pink and Blue Summer in the South of France
Nice and la Côte d’Azur: Ever since F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald landed in the south of France during the Roaring Twenties, the Côte d’Azur has been imbued with romantic visions of a glamorous life along the shores of the Mediterranean. Fitzgerald lived…