Fifteen years ago I hosted my first Thanksgiving in London. I was working full time at the time and invited 6 people for dinner and 10 more for dessert. I had my mother’s recipes, my grandmother’s recipes, a turkey from a butcher in Holland Park that cost more than 10 Butterballs, and I had absolutely no clue where to begin or what to do. Honestly… Read more
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Wow!!! Has it really been 2 weeks since I posted ANYTHING? Ooops!!! The back to work and back to school grind has sort of set in then I suppose…either that or nobody is reading this anyway and not missing much!
Anyway, I have quite a few funny stories to tell from a weekend in Hong Kong …yes, I did say weekend. Crazy right? Sort of… Read more
On the last night of ‘what it’s like’ in Avalon, on the Jersey Shore (more like Jersey Cape), we are s l o w l y packing up and getting ready to head back to NYC. We’ve all agreed to stay in (again!) tonight so that means cleaning out the frig, using up what we can, and ordering as much take away as we need to feed our crowd, together for one last night… Read more
For the first summer in a long time, I have not had the urge to pack my bags and leave London. The weather has been so gloriously hot and sunny that there really is no need to go anywhere…except ‘home’ to see the rest of my family…which is where I am right now… Read more
Last year while standing at a bus stop with C1 and C2, one of London’s Double Decker Open Top Routemasters came down the street full of ‘Hot Lifeguards’. I can’t confirm if they were ‘hot’ (I know, shame on me), because I was immediately distracted by both C1 and C2’s wanting to know, ‘why those naked men were throwing pants off the bus.’ I looked up and can confirm that they were not exactly naked, but it was difficult to see with the hailstorm of hipsters, bikinis and thongs thrown from atop the big red bus, along Kensington Church Street… Read more
One of my oldest friends from London, via New York, now lives in Hong Kong. We originally met through our respective employers and coincidentally moved to London a year or so after Fashionista friend had been here for about a year. It was late 1999, early 2000 when a core group of American women, mostly from the New York area, working in finance moved to London for what was supposed to be a 2 year stint, and stayed. Most have left now and Fashionista and I are the only expats turned local still around from that crew. So, when Fancy friend visits from Hong Kong, we have lunch. A very long lunch. At Nobu… Read more
Immediately I feel like an indignant schoolgirl, slouching my shoulders and sighing out of tedium while I write, ‘I will not chew gum in class’, on the blackboard 20 times. But I politely reply , ‘Well, I suppose it is because I was NOT BORN in London’. Think about it. Wouldn’t it seem a little bit odd if I actually DID have an accent? Sure, Madonna sounded like a Brit when she lived here and Gwyneth probably does now too, but what adult American moves to another English speaking country and HONESTLY develops an authentic accent? I can tell you, it is not a natural process. You have to come from that place – otherwise it just isn’t right.
I have lived in London for 14 years. But I was born in New York… in New York City…a lot longer than 14 years ago. My passport says United States of America (and another says Republic of Ireland, but that is another story) and my residence is in the United Kingdom. I AM American, and I sound like an American. Because I grew up in America.
But I am also a Londoner, even if I don’t SOUND like one, I think. I’m not normally self obsessed with these kinds of questions because, does it REALLY matter? But lately it has been bothering me because…