It Took a Whole Year

photo: bar, la corona

The café La Corona's spacy bar area.

For Your Club to Turn Four!

Paris:- Friday, 17. October 2002:- As of last Monday, which was 14. October, your club finished its third year of continual existence, and became four years old - which it will continue to be until Monday, 13. October 2003. This is not a 'first' in itself, but becoming four is.

Another non-'first' is the club's secretary forgetting to look carefully at members' booklet number one - to see that the 'first' meeting in the whole history of the world was on Thursday, 14. October 1999.

Only statistics fanatics will appreciate this, but yesterday's meeting had the number of '52' when it should have had the number 'one.' This means that there might have been 53 meetings in the club's third year - counting number 'one' and number '52,' but of course there weren't.

If the club ever had a general meeting - unforeseen by the 'rules' - and the 419 members were asked to vote - also unforeseen by the 'rules' - for declaring the secretary competent or not, if the vote went against me I would gladly step down.

No, I am not tired of the club. Not even if it has 53 meetings in a year, which I think is plainphoto: glasses impossible because I wasn't even at all of them and one or two didn't happen because I was goofing off in New York.

Glasses are a frequent accessory at most meetings.

However, all of this is moot anyway. The club has 'no rules' after all. It doesn't have 419 members either because one died of old age. Cobia, who joined the club on Thursday, 23. August 2001, moved to dalmatian heaven earlier this year. Adieu good member 267.5! Dinny Moyer and we miss you.

Another bit of 'mootness' is the fact that your club is already in its fourth year because of sloppy accounting. Simply being 'free' isn't any excuse for this.

But now that the forgetting has been done, it is time to forget it, and get on with this fourth glorious year - by reminding you of all the other things that didn't happen in the past year except for more virtual Metropole Paris readers becoming 'real' club members, by signing the members' booklet in person in Paris.

The club's own Café La Corona which is the site of the weekly Thursday meetings, survived its year-end renovation by never getting it finished. The marble people put in new floors and other craftsmen put in a new kitchen and the waterworks downstairs, but the yoyos who were to recover all of the banquettes and chairs in the 'grande salle' didn't do it.

Since - except for these few improvements - nothing else in the classified-monument café was to bephoto: members maps changed, it still has its art-decadent hideous yellow murals plastered on the mirrors as before, and its totally disgusting worn-out red plastic upholstery - which still sends the color-balance for photographs into a tizzy.

Members often trade tips about Paris - such as 'better' maps.

There is a handy French phrase for this sort of thing, and it goes like this - 'the more things change the more they stay the same.' This goes for your club's café, and I suppose it is only natural, because it is the closest café in Paris - to the oldest part of the Louvre, which is more than 500 years old, if it was still where it was.

Last year for the 'birthday' announcement, I referred to the state of the Internet-economy and its relationship to this online magazine. Since then everything except this club and its companion magazine has gone further to pot.

This means that all existing club members and some future ones are closely connected to an ongoing institution of huge success, one that often has its own personal 'Waiter of the Week.'

While the 'Waiter of the Week' is a permanent fixture the actual La Corona café waiter performing this function often changes, depending on who draws the short straw. The same cannot be said for members. Even for those who have unwittingly joined the club only barely knowing they were even in Paris, have memberships for 'life.'

An additional bonus is that the memberships are 'free.' This is in the sense that the club does not front up any money to bring members to Paris and buy them tureens of onion soup, and members are not required to pay anything for their virtual membership cards - except maybe, pay a teeny little bit for the ink to print them on their own printers.

Memberships are 'free' and for 'life' because when the club began, it started to have all sorts of 'rules' but this situation only lasted a short time until one member - a historic personality whose name escapes me - suggested that the whole thing would be easier to manage without 'rules.'

Instead the club has its 'firsts.' During the past 156 meetings since club meeting number one, there have been too many really true 'firsts' to mention here, which is in itself a 'first' since 'firsts' are always mentioned.

If the club's secretary was paid to say so, the same would go for the weekly 'City of the Week,' the 'Food of the Week' and of course, the 'Drink of the Week,' not to explicitly mention all of the other 'Things of the Week' including the much beloved 'Quote of the Week.'

But since the club's secretary isn't paid anything tangible, you will either need to join the club, attend meetings, or read the weekly 'reports' about the meetings. Doing all three will be even better.

And, if you were, like I was, at the first meeting, you would have heard the club's very first 'Quote of the Week.' I remember it as clearly as a golden bell. It was, "Why does Paris have ugly dirt?"

If you have ever wondered whether it is worth it to spend hundreds, thousands, gazillions of dollars, yen, pesos, quids,photo: secretarys cafe whatever - to waste on a trip to Paris, just to know in advance that you are likely to hear a 'Quote of the Week' in person, should satisfy any niggling doubts you have.

The club's secretary has the same café at every meeting - thoughtfully re-heated by the 'Waiter of the Week.'

Meanwhile it is worth mentioning one of the club's more outlandish 'firsts' in the past year. This was the meeting held on Thursday, 27. December at the Café Rue des Crêpes in the Chelsea area of New York City. It was an 'exception' to the 'rules' the club doesn't have.

Members present came from New Jersey, Connecticut, Brooklyn, Queens and Manhattan, but many had joined the club at La Corona in Paris. It took the club's secretary a longer métro ride than usual to get to this meeting.

When all is done and said, which it never is, I guess all I have left to say is thanks to all of the members who have joined the club and done so by coming all the way to Paris to do it on a Thursday at the Café La Corona.

The Coming Club Meeting

The next meeting of the four-year old Café Metropole Club will be on Thursday, 24. October. Besides the club no longer being three years old, this will be a perfectly normal 43nd Thursday in the year 2002 only six days from now, or three days from Monday.

The club's retarded 'birthday' is on Saint-Florentin's day this year - and this might be a 'first' even if it is not a first for Saint-Florentin.

Make it your fête if it's your saint's birthday too. Send cards, telegrams and emails to the address below if you cannot participate in person. Failing this, send substitutes.

The 'About the Café Metropole Club' Page

Take a look at the pagephoto: book, romantic paris, thirza vallois called 'About the Café Metropole Club' to find out nearly everything you need to know about the club - such as how to easily become a member and how much it costs, which is nothing even though it is worth more.

Famous people come to some meetings, to meet members and become members themselves.

There are no 'club rules' to disregard. There were, but they were disregarded with so much enthusiasm that they were consigned to history's trashcan. All you need to know is that you can become a member of this online magazine's live, free and real club by simply being at a meeting. Even if you think this is far too easy, it is still fairly easy to join.

Special Dubious Note

Except for dogs and babies and occasional wild birds, 100 percent of the club's members are fairly ordinary people like you and me. Do not let this deter you from joining, even if you are exceptional.

What, Where, When, Who, How, Why Not?

Club meetings in Paris always begin no sooner than 15:00 on Thursday and continue until 17:00, in Europe's Central European Time Zone - which is 'CET' for short and not 'BONG' - and known elsewhere as 3 pm to 5 pm in the few worldwide areas with two daily sets of 12-hour-time.

To join, please note your name, hometown, and your own email address in the members-onlyphoto: la corona terrace members' booklet number three. Members' email addresses are strictly kept under ISO security classification 'no peek-a-boos' level 93.

La Corona's Quai du Louvre terrace on a recent afternoon this fall.

Come prepared with a new 'Quote of the Week,' or propose your hometown as 'City of the Week,' or invent any other 'Thing of the Week.' True and real 'firsts' are welcome too even if they are fabrications. 'No-names' is an option you can also opt for if you prefer to be 'not found' on the Internet. Otherwise and in general, 'no rules' has no exceptions.

What you say may honestly be appreciated by the other members present, if there are any, and if they are listening - and by all readers of this online magazine, if they read it in a club 'report.' Simply looking at the photos is acceptable too.

The café's location is:

Café-Tabac La Corona
2. Rue de l'Amiral de Coligny - or - 30. Quai du Louvre
Paris 1. Métro: Louvre-Rivoli, Pont-Neuf or Châtelet.
Every Thursday from 15:00 to 17:00.

A bientôt à Paris
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