I have a Lebanese friend named Lara. Our friendship began outside the school gates in London over a decade ago. Lara wasn’t like any of the other class mothers- she…
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Excuse me, did you just say ‘grated reindeer heart’? I ask our Swedish waitress, as she sets the plates down in front of us. She speaks perfect English but with…
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Alongside the Chelsea outposts of Chloe, Cartier, Kate Spade and J Crew, a slew of old-school shops have moved in: a butcher, a baker, and in lieu of the candlestick…
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Mommy, why is my panini taking so long? My youngest is 18, but when Julia gets hungry, an uncomfortable, alien feeling for her, she reverts to her grumpy four- year-old…
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Why are you going? You don’t ski. You’ve never met the people you’ll be staying with. And you’re flying thousand of miles for the pleasure. Are you nuts, my therapist…
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