by Rebecca Earley | Oct 15, 2014 | Paris, Paris tips |
Itʼs the the start of fall. The air is just starting to turn crisp, there seems to be a little more color around, and you feel a fresh wave of “new” in the breeze. Somehow even though we are approaching the end of the year, it feels like a fresh start. Maybe itʼs because fall typically marks the beginning of a new school year, “la rentrée,” for the French. Or maybe because itʼs the beginning of months of celebration with family and friends. Either way, something about the start of fall feels new. Last weekend was the first weekend of fall in Paris. Even though it did not quite feel like fall yet, my friends and I managed to have, accidentally, the perfect first autumn weekend. So, in the spirit of starting the season of sharing, I would like to share my perfect autumn weekend in Paris with you. Friday night: Itʼs the end of the work week, and Iʼm actually able to leave at a normal hour. I catch the metro on the Champs Elysées to meet my good friend in Montparnasse for crêpes. We meet in front of Crêperie Josselin, the most famous crêperie in Paris, where the mounds of butter are bigger than your head. We stuff ourselves with our usual orders, the Maraîchère, a spinach, crème fraîche, filled crêpe, topped with a fried egg and 3 enormous slabs of bacon, followed by the Caramel au Beurre Salé crêpe, covered in the restaurantʼs homemade salted butter caramel sauce. After finishing our cider and wheel-barreling ourselves out the door, we part ways until our next gluttonous feast....
by Rebecca Earley | Aug 17, 2014 | Inspiration |
One-third life crisis? By Rebecca Earley I believe my friends and I are going through what we could call a “one-third life crisis.” We are past the quarter life mark now, just approaching 30, and we all seem to be struggling to answer the same question: “What is this all really about?” I was always the “golden child” growing up. Studied hard, got good grades, never skipped class, took dance lessons 3-4 times a week, and was only grounded once in high school. I was accepted into the college of my dreams (go Heels!), got my first job in the city of my dreams (NYC!) and then finally accomplished my life long dream of living in France. But now what? Good question. For the first time in my life, I actually feel lost. Not in the deepest sense, as in I’ll never find myself again, but all of a sudden life has gotten much harder, and something tells me that it’s only the beginning. Nearly all of my dearest friends are going through something similar. We are experiencing some of life’s most glorious gifts and greatest challenges simultaneously, and we are not sure how to react. Life suddenly feels fragile, when we always thought ourselves invincible. And all the while we have that big number “30” leaning over our shoulders, asking us to list our “accomplishments.” How did we miss this chapter during our straight A studies? Is this the result of being part of the Millennial “trophy” generation? We were always rewarded the shiny, gold trophy for our hard work and efforts, but what does the gold...
