Go ahead. Take a guess where that word originated. Piece of cake. Of course, you know; we all know. It just had to have come from France. Supposedly, the word comes from 1765 and a man named Boulanger. (But, wait. I thought that was French for “bakery” or “the baker.” See what you get for…

We are sitting in the airport at Palermo, Sicily waiting for our Ryanair flight to Paris. Our Sicilian adventure has come to an end, and our Christmastime in Paris adventure is about to get underway. Our time in Sicily was rather “spur of the moment,” as we only started planning it on November 22 when…

On the eastern side of Sicily, it’s hard to ignore her. Some folks call her Momma. Some call her “the bride.” Others refer to her as “the sleeping giant.” Call her what you want, but let me tell you, when you wake up, rollover, and see Etna right outside your window, you will have no…