Philippe's Graduation

My son Philippe received his PhD in French today!

Philippe and Eric share a moment together before the ceremony


The French and Italian department of the University of Colorado held a small ceremony honoring their graduates. Philippe's mentor, Warren Motte, spoke about Philippe's research and contribution to the department before bestowing the doctoral hood.




Then outdoors for obligatory family photos. Here is Philippe with his wife Rachel.


Proud mom with her sons


Proud parents


Philippe with mentor and advisor, Warren Motte


Then back home for a champagne reception

My birthday

I spent my birthday with my family in Boulder.
First, a hike in the hills with my son Eric.


And later, dinner with my sons Philippe and Eric, daughter-in-law Rachel, and Charlie. Eric's girlfriend, Jocelyn, is taking the picture.

On the way to Boulder

I'm on my way to Colorado to spend two weeks with family. I'm taking my computer - of course - and I'll be posting updates during my trip. Stay tuned.

Frédéric's birthday

Frédéric Dubourg is Francis and Régine's son. He is the one responsible for growing the oysters consumed at the Cabane à Huîtres. His birthday was April 23rd and I was invited to his birthday party for family and a few friends at the Cabane on Easter Sunday. You may remember that I met Frédéric when I visited the Arcachon oyster beds last August. Here is a picture of Frédéric at the helm of his boat.


The birthday lunch was incredible. We had two dozen oysters before the foie gras, cheese and birthday cakes. And way too many glasses of wine and champagne. Here are a few photos from the party:

Here's Frédéric, with his mother Régine (standing), and his children Theo and Emma.


Frédéric with girlfriend Marie


Here's Claude, a family friend, with Francis.


Oh yeah, Patrice came with me to the birthday party. We've spent quite a bit of time together this week.

Fontainebleau forest

We had a lovely walk in the Fontainebleau forest yesterday. The forest is huge - over 100 square miles, and is crisscrossed by hundreds of trails. We started our walk in an area called the Gorges d'Apremont which is known for its rock climbing.


Patrice was wearing his souvenir shirt and hat from a trip to the U.S. a couple of years ago.


We also stopped by the chateau to have a look at the gardens, although we didn't visit the inside.


After Fontainebleau, Patrice cooked dinner at his place.

Fontainebleau

The weather has been absolutely gorgeous lately - perfect for a walk in the woods. Patrice has proposed a walk in the forest of Fontainebleau this afternoon. I'm leaving shortly and will post photos when I return. Here's a preview of the site, but I don't think we'll be visiting the chateau.

A change of pace

There was a message waiting for me when I returned from Grenoble: "I'd like to meet you."

I've maintained a subscription on a French internet dating site but hadn't ever met anyone from the site. I've been too busy with other activities. It's time consuming to go through the profiles, and I haven't felt particularly lonely lately. But for some reason, this message came through . . .

Just a cup of coffee. That's the rule for the first meeting. So we picked a place halfway between my place and his place. But rather than a cup of coffee, we had a beer instead - a delicious Belgian beer served in a distinctive glass.


I guess you could say we hit it off, because after a beer (or two) at 4pm, we quickly decided to have dinner together. What to have for dinner? How about oysters? Sure, but the Cabane is closed on Tuesday, so we decided to head to the north side of Paris to a well-known seafood restaurant. How to get there? On Patrice's motor scooter! Aack. I've never been on a motor scooter before. Can you believe it? I'm just a little bit scared. No, maybe a lot scared! But Patrice has an extra helmet and an extra jacket and he assures me that he'll drive safely.


It's too early for dinner, so we decide to take a walk in the touristy area near Sacre Coeur.


As we talk, we are both surprised at the number of interests we have in common. And remember that list? I'm surprised at the number of characteristics that he fulfills: He is single, speaks excellent English, loves to travel, and knows how to cook. hmmmm.
So anyway, after a good seafood dinner, he took me home on the scooter.


And then? A goodnight kiss in front of my building. And plans for dinner tomorrow. . .