Before I ever fell in love with Paris, I was an anglophile and frankly, I still am. What would Sunday nights be without the great British mysteries?
I have a comfort level with Britain that I may never have with France. It might be the language, but I also think as Americans, we view ourselves as sharing with Great Britain, the commonality of foods, architecture, writers, clothing, and even laws. And even though there would be no America without the financial and military support of France, and we were fighting the Brits … we seem more than a bit obsessed with the royal family, Downton Abbey, and British gardens!
Some of my favorite books and please do share yours!