"Milk chocolate is to dark chocolate as bestiality is to true love."
The emigrant's destiny: The foreign country has not become home, but home has become foreign.
--Alfred Polger (d. 1955), Der Emigrant und die Heimat
Emigranten-Schicksal: Die Fremde ist nicht Heimat geworden. Aber die Heimat Fremde.
Between 2007 and 2009, I lived in Los Angeles after living in Paris for many years. My Paris blog (before and after my Los Angeles sojourn) is Rue Rude.
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In Paris, the purest virtue is the object of the filthiest slander.
–Honoré Balzac (1799-1850), in Scènes de la vie privée
À Paris, la vertu la plus pure est l'objet des plus sales calomnies.
Annual Geminids meteor shower (shooting stars!) coming this weekend, if it's not too cloudy out at night.
Go tell that to a Belgian. Or to a Swiss. But I agree: "il n'y a rien de meilleur que le chocolat noir." I get mine shipped from France :)
Posted by: LA Frog | 10 April 2007 at 05:18
Oh, I agree!
Posted by: Maryanne Moll | 10 April 2007 at 13:25
Why have divine dark chocolate shipped to you from France when you can now get it at any decent high-end grocery store? In Seattle, for example, Metropolitan Market sells many of the same varieties/brands of excellent dark chocolate found in France and elsewhere.
Posted by: Peggy | 20 April 2007 at 21:25