I just made the best coffee of my life. No, really… I did. Thanks to YouTube. Café au lait style.
Speaking of French, I have had this French scarf since the day I moved to the U.S from France, June 9 1999. This guy from Spain I dated in college once tried to take it from me and I almost died.
Like, I fought so hard to get it back. It means so much to me, and I think it’s the only thing I have left that I brought from France.
This scarf has been with me since my childhood days in Paris, all the way through the culture shock I endured when moving to the U.S. People always ask me where I got it from.
I usually don’t hold on to stuff like scarfs for that long, but this one right here… I am never letting go.
What are you holding on to that you can’t quite let go of?