The history of chocolate, and its circuitous route to Paris, is not for the squeamish. From human sacrifice to the infamous Spanish Inquisition, the growing and harvesting of cacao seeds for the production of chocolate has tortured, enslaved, and seduced. The cacao tree was not domesticated in Central America as previously thought. Traces of cacao
French Country Adventures are guided, slow travel tours through Southwestern France for individuals and small groups, from early spring until late fall.
The less traveled regions of Gascony, the Basque Country, Occitanie and parts beyond, have all of the charms, but none of the crowds. Within these fabled boundaries you’ll discover the unexpected pleasures of their unique history, time-honored traditions, and local flavors.
If you’re dreaming of having an authentic French vacation, discovering the land of the swashbuckling Musketeers, and taking scenic roads through romantic landscapes, I invite you to join me on a journey back to simplicity.
Bienvenue à la campagne.
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The unique charm of Paris is based upon its savoir-vivre, that je ne sais quoi… the indescribable, yet completely recognizable, way of life which has become embedded in our subconscious. To “think Paris”, as the writer Paul Valéry noted, is to know the true insider history of what makes this city a mélange of mortar and myth.
As anyone who has ever visited Paris knows, it is a walking city. Even the monumentality of its arrondisements does not overshadow its human scale and accessibility for pedestrians. Keeping in mind that every building of any note is usually within walking distance of the Seine, I decided to forgo a map and wander, à
“Authenticity is a collection of choices that we have to make every day. It’s about the choice to show up and be real. The choice to be honest. The choice to let our true selves be seen.” – Brené Brown It’s not the wrinkles or gray hair, it’s the death of 4 friends this past
The time will come when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror and each will smile at the other’s welcome, and say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was your self. Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart to itself, to the