We’re forever hearing stories of Anglos uprooting themselves to be with French men for a life, they hope, of greater intrigue. Less common, at least in the realm of expat blogs, are the tales of French men and women who decamp abroad for love and adventure. Which is why I’m thrilled to have stumbled into the delicious world of Stéphanie from the blog DelicatesseNY, a French expat in Manhattan who catalogues her experiences through food and luscious photography (a gal after my own heart).
Professional opportunities as a writer inspired Stéphanie’s move to New York in 2006 but that she has stayed this long reflects more amorous motivations. When she called upon her readers to guide her to the best croissant in town, an American man spoke up to recommend a bakery he knew and loved. They took the pastry confab offline and met at the bakery for their first date. What Stéphanie found there, however, was far less evanescent than a fulfilled sweet tooth – she and Danny, the clever blog reader, are now married and pursue their eating explorations together.
Here, she talks about missing France and finding tastes of home in New York.
Describe what you love about France…
