I have been quite gleeful for these calm snow days in Paris. I notice more children out and about with their faces lit with excitement and t...

Je m'appelle Reba It became so clear last summer as I was finishing up my last two credits in New York. I wanted to live in Paris, and I...

Upon arriving in Paris, the boulangeries offered in their windows rows and rows of galette des Rois. Kings' Cake, which celebrates th...

As a change of pace, this year, we offer you an insider’s view of our favorite city. Not your typical travel-guide, but rather the musings ...

Annabelle, Paula, London, Taras and Chloe.

Sometimes I’m just like a little kid. I have a secret or surprise, and feel like I’m just going to burst if I don’t tell someone. I’m also...

Usually by this time of year I feel like a whirling dervish, trapped in the chaotic seasonal frenzy of the holiday rush. Buy, sell, buy, se...

In 2009, the young women of Wesley Monumental United Methodist Church formed a fellowship group called The Susanna Wesley Circle. Susanna W...

Sometimes it is the unexpected, the serendipitous, or the unforeseen that transforms us more than anything. Chance? Accident? Luck? Mayb...

Toast to the Season Friday, September 25, 2009 6:00 - 9:00 pm 30 West Broughton Street (Ballroom located on the top floor above The Paris Ma...