Now, you might think I’m an Escalade expert. After all, I live in Switzerland. The sad truth is that I somehow missed this fabulously rambunctious festival—which is celebrated every December 12th. I only learned of it by reading Anita Lehmann’s lively and entertaining The Geneva Chronicles. Continue reading
It’s the 30th, and I guess you all know what that means by now: It’s my turn up. So, if you’ve been desperate to know what I’ve been up to, keep on reading, because you’re about to find out What Was on My . . . Birthday Cake: Butter cream frosting and not nearly enough candles. … Continue reading
The 30th of the month is always and forever my turn up. So, if you are curious about my December, read on for What Was on My . . . Agenda: Vals—a tiny village in the alps, on the other end of Switzerland. Reached only after 5 1/2 hours on the train, passing through one valley … Continue reading
As an American abroad, I live a strangely dystopian life as a reader. I inhabit a land without bookstores. Well, not exactly devoid of them, but without shops selling books in my preferred language. No thrilling displays of the National Book, Newbery, or Caldecott winners. Not even of Britain’s medallists. Every English-language book in my … Continue reading