Has not France offered it all? Eternity ebbs and flows sous le pont Mirabeau as the Seine says goodbye to Paris, carrying with it a thousand words of love unlocked from its bridges. Flocks of lovers with their silly locks wanted their love to last forever. Their love comes and goes, but Paris remains and the Seine still flows. L’amour s’en va comme cette eau courante L’amour s’en va Comme la vie est lente Et comme l’Espérance est violente… -Guillaume Apollinaire How does it

The excellence of terroir products requires hommes et femmes de terroir, men and women with intimate knowledge and great respect for their unique parcel of earth. The French tend to hold these grounded persons in higher esteem than financial traders and investment bankers. If you were to ask an homme de terroir about his terroir, he might tell you a tale, or recite a poem as if it were about his beloved mother. A winemaker will fashion his wine according to his idea of the te

It was a warm day in May with its maddening sweet air... The diagnosis was certain: an acute case of erostitis, falling in love being its...

Eternity ebbs and flows sous le pont Mirabeau as the Seine says goodbye to Paris, carrying with it a thousand words of love unlocked from...