A Mythopoetic Gathering of Men

Standing in the California redwoods, I couldn’t be farther from the French Riviera. A couple of days ago, I was in sunny Cannes on the Mediterranean, seated at a sidewalk café, sipping a glass of Provençal rosé while surrounded by tourists and a mélange of languages. Now I’m near Mendocino on the northern California coast,…

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Le Pain Quotidien

Funny how a passing comment can remain unexpectedly with you for years. “You have to break the end off your baguette and eat it on the way home.” Such was Roberta’s instruction to me as we exited Maison Kayser, an artisanal boulangerie a few streets away from her Left Bank apartment, shortly after I first…

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The Côte d’Azur

I’ve decided that the seagulls have a French accent. Sitting on a park bench, gazing at a harbor crowded with elegant boats and massive yachts, I’m basking in the sunshine while enjoying the foreign sights and sounds that surround me. Several of the exceedingly large seagulls (they could be albatross, actually) pace the pavement and…

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Men and Beauty: Evolving the Masculine

“You probably want this on a pretty plate…” A faint note of sarcasm or weary condescension colored my friend’s voice as she stood at the stove and peered into the steaming pot of homegrown beans she had just cooked. “I know what you’re going to say,” she added, still in a patronizing tone, “you don’t…

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