My eight-year-old daughter C asks the most annoying question: “Wait, what?” She asks it in that way that only a frustrated eight-year-old, youngest of the family, can as she navigates…
Tag: <span>Provence</span>
Baskets of spices arrayed in rich, rainbow tones. Thick tubes of sausages dangling from umbrella rafters. Rattan baskets pressed between arm and hip, bulging with selected produce. Olive oil vats…
I’m a stay-at-home mom, so I’m short on time, money, and good hair days. But what I miss most about my pre-child life are the blessed moments of utter self-absorption.…