In 2001 I did something foolish. I quit my job, got rid of most of my possessions, and moved to Paris. I didn’t know a soul, had no job lined up, and no long-term plan. All I knew is that I had always wanted to live in Paris and it felt like a now or never situation.
I have always loved France and French culture, especially the cuisine. Back home in Philadelphia, I bought French wine, cooked French food, and studied French at the Alliance Française, always regretting that I had not spent any significant time in France.
At 31, I decided that I didn’t want to have regrets, so I packed my bags, emptied my savings and embarked on what I thought would be a one-year project to study French full-time at the Institute Catholique in Paris. Ten years later, I am happy to say I am still here, living in one of the most beautiful cities in the world.
It hasn’t always been easy and sadly some of the charms I first felt while living here have faded as I get to know France and Paris without the eyes of a tourist. But, I still love Paris and France and, at least for now, can’t imagine living any where else.
If anything rivals my love of France, it’s my love of food. I worked in the restaurant business for ten years before moving to France and have always loved to cook. Nothing makes me happier than to spend the day in search of great products and I will cross town to find the best baguette, fish monger, butcher or cheese shop that Paris has to offer. Paris Notebook is a way to share my discoveries and gives me a reason to keep searching for more.
You can read about some of my professional experiences in food on the About Paris Notebook page