I was thinking the other day of the differences between living in the States and living in France, just the everyday sort of things, a lot that have to do with food.

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 When I think of my time in the States I remember sitting in traffic, buzzing along the many freeways, sitting stopped at yet another red light hearing Christmas music on the radio when it wasn’t even Thanksgiving yet. I found that many things tasted either too salty or too sweet. The desserts and the champagne were too sweet to my taste and crackers and snacks tasted too salty. We ate alot more ready made foods, such as frozen Mexican food. My mother even fixed an all ready baked beef roast from Costco which was really tasty.

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 Back in Paris and most of my cooking is done with fresh vegetables, meat from the boucherie down the street, cheese bought from a fromagerie straight from some distant farm, unwrapped in plastic. I take the metro or a bus where ever I go, do much more walking, and am just now starting to see Christmas decorations, if you don’t count what the huge department stores have up. I often miss the convience of having grocery stores open just about all of the time. I must plan ahead to have everything we need for meals so I won’t find I don’t have something essential on a Sunday, even though you can always find a bakery open somewhere on Sundays-the French have to have their daily bread.

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Both countries are great and I enjoy aspects of both of them. I miss many things-not counting family-from the States, the more mundane of which is American sports. As I said before, I think France feels like my home now but, if I should win the lottery, I will have a home in both countries. That would be perfect.

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