I happened along this great article about an Australian family who bought a chateau in Normandy and now run a cooking school/B&B out of it. Better yet they split their time between their homes in France and Australia. Sigh.While my dream doesn't look exactly like that, it's pretty close. For me a Paris apartment (cliche, I know) close to a great outdoor food market, restaurants and the metro is the dream. Of course I would split my time with the 'burg. I would go visit cheesemakers, wineries and spend my time finding the next great thing for kybecca. Hey, a girl can dream right?
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Let me know if you need an assistant. :D
Bonjour Rebecca.
I relate! It took me till I was in my 40s, but I got to Paris. Right on the Place Maubert, where there's a market today, in fact.
You might be interested in www.francophilia.com, the social network for francophiles. There are lots of members interested in French food, but no "Cuisine" group has been created yet. Stop by and say hi. I'm LaGoulue.
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