Revisiting Patrick Modiano’s Sleeping Memory

But after half a century, the few people who witnessed your early years have finally disappeared – and anyway, it’s doubtful that many of them would make the connection between what you’ve become and the vague image they’ve retained of a young man whose name they might not even recall. Patrick Modiano, Sleep of Memory […]

#Stories on the Street, part II

#Stories on the Street, part II

This is also a story from the same bun rieu store. I don’t know what word I can use to describe the sweltering hot bun rieu store (or stand) where the space it has can be called a restaurant, if only the owner decide to decorate it. But there you have it: a little (useless) […]

#Stories on the Street, part I

#Stories on the Street, part I

I sit on the wobbly chair, which is accompanied by an even more wobbly table, in the sweltering heat of a city that knows too many manufacturer and too few green space. I sit there, eating the much beloved dish that the cold winter in Canada had robbed off me – bun rieu. There’s a […]