'Food Events' Increase At Club

photo: cafe la corona bar

This is the bar in La Corona you go behind to join the club.

News About the 'Café Metropole Club'

Paris:- Saturday, 18. December 1999:- The server-lady, Linda Thalman, thinks there should be a 'Club Meeting Report' without this - as established last week - PR fluff - and that the 'report' should be put online on Monday with the regular issue.

She thinks it is silly for me to attend the 'Club' and then go back to 'Ed's office' and slave over putting its report online straight away; sometime when it is still Thursday somewhere in the world.

The server-lady is well-meaning. She gets many more emails than I do, and she is just as sick of staring at lines of words on her monitor as I am becoming to be with mine.

But, in the short history of Web magazines on the Internet, I started out doing 'nearly live' reports from Paris, and this is like some sort of addictive drug. I'll admit I have a hangover from it on Fridays, and this is a bad day, Metropole-wise, to be less than alert.

Except for it being a pain in the neck, I like doing this PR version of the Café Metropole Club. Quite often - maybe it happened once - there has been instant feedback from an actual Thursday 'Club Report' and I have been able to include it here.

Well, anyway, there is none of this, this week, here. The reader who wrote to ask if it is safe to wear fur coats in Paris will want to know that since I replied, I have actually seen real people wearing fur coats in Paris.

Although it is pouring rain steadily today, tomorrow the wind will switch to the north. Within a few hours, while I am asleep, the temperature will drop nine degrees in Paris; resulting in a Sunday 'high' that is far lower than Sunday's 'low.' Sunday will be fur-coat weather-day in other words.

Oh, the 'Club.' I remember last Thursday's meeting pretty well because we - you, me, all of us - chalkedphoto: club food, drink up four whole new real 'Charter' members. If this was a record, I will certainly report it to the Guinness people.

Food stuff plays an important part of every club meeting for some reason.

For last Thursday's 'City of the Week' we switched continents again, ending up in Louisiana - due to two great ladies from the crescent city of New Orleans, which is pronounced 'N'Awlins' if you happen to be from there. If you are not from there, it is pretty difficult to pronounce it correctly.

Dale Gaber, also from New Orleans, not only pronounced it 'N'Awlins;' but everything else she said sounded like it too. Her accent sounded like one of those fine, tall drinks with magnolias in them.

Although Adrian 'I Just Eat' Leeds tried to shovel Gumbo and Crawfish Etouffée into the Club's 'Food of the Week' award, this distinction had already been given to the Café La Corona's own Café Metropole Club Sandwich - ordered by Jan Shaw - which did not have eggs in it because the café was out of them.

The Gumbo and Crawfish Etouffée is available at a Paris restaurant named 'Thanksgiving' - I am not kidding - but is not on La Corona's menu. Since your Paris club meets at La Corona and not at 'Thanksgiving,' I don't think Gumbo and Crawfish Etouffée will ever become our 'Food of the Week.'

Absolutely paradisiacal meals for 100 francs or less guide-book author Adrian 'I Just Eat' Leeds does not eat just for fun, although she says she tries not to 'waste any meals' because the bills for them make her income-tax advisor happy.

Last Thursday's other brand new, real 'Charter' members were Dick and Carol Madden. Dick is in the cosmic-science business and he came from Bures-sur-Yvette, which is near the famous Cadillac Ranch out there somewhere in Essonne. Carolphoto: ric ed mug said she was from the part of Wisconsin that does not have particularly beautiful dirt. What there is, she said, is a lot of it.

She added that Wisconsin had a lot in common with Paris; "A lot of cheese", she said, cryptically adding, "Not like Mexico."

For meetings at the Café Metropole Club, I display a recognition signal - this face.

Dana Shaw's 'brick-through-a-window' claim of the best 'croque-monsieurs' in Paris, launched in this space last week, attracted no other pretenders for 'world's best' title. What's the matter with you members? Are you all marshmallows or something?

If you still want to dispute this, or if you want to know how a 'café noisette' actually snuck up on us, you should read the unauthorized and unofficial account of last Thursday's weekly Club meeting - in case you haven't already read it. Hit the hyperlink to see what happened.

The Café Metropole Club Membership Card

For those of you reading this page for the umpteenth time, let me point out that the possession of the membership card is not so obligatory. For those of you who have yet read this page, do not accept substitutes.

However, the actual 'virtual' card, as reproduced here, potentially contains millions of vibrant colors; far more than any standard computer system palette of only 256 boring and horrid colors.

Printing it in black and white is therefore highly unrecommended. In mere black and white, it looks likephoto: virtual membership card some scrap ripped out of a handbill advertising a dry cleaners that returns your shirts without their original buttons.

This is our club's membership card; 'virtual' until you print it.

For 'virtual' or real Café Metropole Club members who have come in late you will note that this is a 'virtual' membership card, which I have already mentioned, above. If you want to carry one around with you - perhaps to prove that you belong to an exclusive* club in Paris - you will have to make a print of it; in any color other than black, if possible.

*'Exclusive' in this sense means that it is the only Café Metropole Club in Paris that accepts people as members, and their friends and relations if they are alive. Persons from other planets or star systems are requested to not use the card. If you have had actual contacts with such people, keep mum about it.

The Whole History of the Café Metropole Club

With its tenth meeting behind it, the 'Whole History' of the Café Metropole Club has gotten to beyond a mythic length - much, much too long to repeat. It is therefore, hereby, canceled. Ancient versions of its 'History' do remain online, somewhere in ' All Past Issues,' where they are covered with green fuzz.

The Café Metropole Club Is Good-Value For You

Your 'Club' is an amazing value for what it costs but it has no actual real, pretended or 'virtual' benefits, except for being free. Its single purpose is to offer an opportunity for the readers of Metropole to meet its 'Ed' and each other at its weekly meetings - or see him reading the paper if you decide to just peek in the window of the club's café.

The club's meetings are held in the centrally-located café La Corona. This café has drink, tobacco products, post-cards and food, which now includes the Café Metropole Club Sandwich. Other than warning you about how big one of these may be when served, I only wish to add that La Corona does not always have eggs, so these are unincluded in the sandwich, sometimes.

'Virtual' membership is not only permitted, but encouraged - no one is excluded from membership by failure to be in Paris. Possession of the now somewhat antique but still colorful 'virtual' membership card is not obligatory if your color printer only has black and white ink.

For some weeks now I have been saying that the reading the club's online magazine, 'Metropole Paris' is not necessary, as some new members have proved.

This semi-anti-policy has changed to one that is much more positive. Be darn sure to read Metropole next Thursday for the latest news of the club's latest meeting. If you are having a relaxing siesta then, set your alarm clock to Thursday now.

photo: location map, la coronaPractical Information

Here are the day, time and location details for you to note:

Café-Tabac La Corona
2. Rue de l'Amiral Coligny
Paris 1. Métro: Louvre-Rivoli or Pont-Neuf
Every Thursday at 15:00, until 17:00.

La Corona has a small 'salle' beside the bar and a large 'salle' behind the bar. There is a small terrace on the Rue de l'Amiral Coligny side, which faces west; and a big terrace on the Quai de Louvre side, which faces south. The Club does not have its meetings in either 'small' part.

The club's meetings are held at the far end of the big 'salle,' where there is little danger of being run over by the traffic on the Quai du Louvre.

When you enter the bar area of La Corona you will not immediately see any club activity. To find it, go around the left side of the bar; away from the 'tabac' section of the café and into the big room behind.See photo above - go around the left side of the photo.

If you are unfamiliar with bars, La Corona's has a zinc top and a chromed beer dispenser with 26 nozzles. Near the cash register, you might see a little wire stand holding hard-boiled eggs. If the eggs are absent, go left past where the eggs used to be and turn right to find the 'club.' If in doubt, print the photo, and when holding it upright, go around its left side.

If this brilliant scheme fails, simply ask anybody standing behind the bar - in any language that suits you - 'Où est le club, s'il vous plaît?' ['Club' is pronounced 'cloob.']

See you soon - A bientôt à Paris,
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