In which I may be in kindergarten

on March 10, 2015

At least it feels that way…I’m attempting to learn French. Not fluent French, mind you. I’m not after reading Baudelaire in his native tongue. But we’re heading to London and Paris this summer, and I’d dearly love to at least be able to order food and hail a taxi and buy a lipstick. (“Rouge, s’il…

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