La Plume at The French NP

There’s a quiet poetry to winter markets in France. Early morning fog drifts along cobblestones, the smell of fresh bread mingles with citrus and earthy root vegetables, and shoppers move deliberately, savoring the sensory pleasure of choice. Seasonal eating here isn’t a trendy resolution—it’s simply how life unfolds, one basket at a time. Winter produce is grounding, comforting, and surprisingly bright. Think clementines that taste like sunshine in December, ruby-red beets g

Hosting a French holiday dinner is about more than just the food; it’s an opportunity to create an enchanting ambiance that captures the...