I took French in high school for not one, not two, not three, not four, but five years straight. The rest of my family is fluent. I’m also Canadian, which I feel like should automatically make me bilingual. Yeah, no.
If there’s one thing I’ve learned from my travels around the world, it’s that food is the international language. We all need it and – whether we like to admit it or not – we all love it. A lot.
I love a good Haiku. In fact, if everyone spoke in Haiku I may be able to understand a whole lot more in life. Haiku are simple and to the point, but also evoke a great deal of emotion. While