Hi! Bonjour! Shalom!
I’m Sara and I think a lot. I also spend beaucoup de time reading and watching and listening to content. When I first launched the letter on Mailchimp back in 2017, the goal was to simply share the things I’ve consumed over the course of two weeks. It then morphed into inner-brain musings where I occasionally open up and divulge some feelings about this and that. (“This” being like when I had a minor freakout about a big story I was reporting and “That” being like whether it’s worth it to do the “Turn Around” when I see a hot guy on the street.) Alas, in addition to a meaty intro full of feels and thoughts, here’s what you’ll get from moi:
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Clickables, Watchables, and Listenables
Links to articles I read (or wrote) from a range of traditional and non-traditional media outlets including the NY Times, AFAR, Off Assignment, Medium, The Cut, the New Yorker, McSweeney’s and more. Plus, videos or tunes I can’t stop watching or listening to. (See: that SNL “Durder” skit where they poked fun at Mare of Easttown and Lykke Li’s tune “Sex, Money, Feelings, Die.”)
Currently Overthinking…
An example of the (likely inconsequential) thing I’m giving too much brain attention to that week.
Souvenir
The “PS” of the letter, if you will, is a fun flashback/memory—be it Lite Bright, Lisa Frank trapper keepers, or answering machines.
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For those of you up for a little something extra, or if you kindly just want to support my work, you may also get the following:
Mangez Bien
A (positive) review of a restaurant I ate at, be it in Paris or elsewhere in the world. Plus, roundups of food-related content like Sunday Roasts in London and Israeli breakfasts.
Bon Voyage
A mini-guide to a destination I visited, be it in France or elsewhere in the world. Plus, Paris neighborhood highlights.
J’adore
A column in which I profess my adoration for something, be it a bath oil, cookbooks, or scented candles. (Non-sponsored, of course. Unless, you know, the sponsors come-a-knocking, and I’d make sure you knew it was sponsored and would only ever endorse something I truly vibed with.)
Solange’s Side
A twist on my first-ever column (“Sara’s Side” in my High School’s ’Sider Press newspaper; “Solange” was my name en Français in H.S. French class) in which I give you my stance on something (like why dark and hot yoga is not yoga or why personal space is important.) Critiques a la Larry David meets Carrie Bradshaw minus the high-heels and bald head.
