Cheese and Shallot Pancake; More Language Mishaps
Cheese and Shallot Pancake It never stops Every time I start thinking I am making microscopic advances in my grasp of the language something happens to totally undermine my confidence. Or to bring back the reality of my limitations, depending on your point of view. Across from our house was an old sechoir or drying shed. The area we live in is dotted with them and, for the most part, they are … Continue reading →