Meeting New Haven's Homeless Population

An Idyllic Fit in the Last Grand Duchy

I’d never been to Europe, and now I live in its heart, in Luxembourg, in the last Grand Duchy. When I tell my friends where I am, I paint a picture of a small country nestled among the borders of Belgium, Germany, and France (to free them from the idea that it’s a city in Germany). I tell them about how I get to run to France at sunrise, meet new people (a story for another post), and eat new food. I get to describe how this country’s drinks marry Belgian and German beer with French wine, and how the food in Esch-sur-Alzette pulls out what can often taste like the best Italian pizza, Portuguese meats, and Middle Eastern kebabs known to man (especially the kebabs when it’s late at night and smothered in samouraï sauce).

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