The McFondue — I’m Not Lovin’ It

Tim doesn’t know this yet but I finally caved today and bought the boys their coveted “french fries, hamburger and dip” (dip being ketchup) at a Swiss McDonald’s. Sssshhhh! Unfortunately, it was my first awkward I-don’t-speak-more-than-ten-words-of-German experience and I nearly walked away with something called a Cheeseburger Royale that cost CHF 14 (that’s like 15 [...]

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Magic Missiles and Golden Swiss Cows

Martin and I have been taking turns cooking lately. Anne works late quite often, so she’s not really part of the mix. The other night, he made up a Balti chicken curry that was so hot, my eyeballs were sweating. It was awesome! Yesterday, he asked me to pick up a couple of steaks so [...]

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