It could feel awkward when you find yourself on a rainy night, the sole diner in a very romantic French restaurant where they don't speak a word of English. Or you could go with it. I went with it by ordering an aperitif of KIR Cassis wine and apologising for my terrible French. The venue … Continue reading The one where I accidentally have one of the best meals of my life
In other words: Lyon OVERVIEW This was the place where I realised I'd made a terrible baggage mistake. It's not easy carrying a heavy square suitcase up three flights of narrow, time-worn stone steps. The decision was resolved to seek out a suitcase-backpack hybrid when we arrived in Paris - but more on that later. … Continue reading Screw the museums let’s have a long lunch.
Eating Our Identities 