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It is David's lucky day because he only comes to club meetings to talk to members from Novato. Mary Ann exclaims about, "Vegetables! Marchés! Cheese!"

Meanwhile the couple in the booth are harboring a berserk portable telephone that has a whole symphony for a ring tone. We all listen to it for two minutes.

David, who lives in Paris, says, "I still don't speak French." While today's notes are better than in past weeks, there are still holes. Who says, "You can't believe everything youphoto, group 2 hear about the crickets in the catacombs."

Probably John, because he and Barbara visited them. We all discuss what is necessary for spotting crickets in the catacombs. There's so much on the surface, I never understand the fascination with the underground, or crickets.

The 'Beaujolais Nouveau Group of the Year.'

Then David has a 'senior moment' when the name of a book slips his memory. Changing gears he tells us about a failed trip to London. He booked the transport but couldn't find a hotel, so he went to Amiens. "Nobody ever goes to Amiens," he sums up, noting that there are hotels with lots of free rooms there.

Priscilla Pointer and Bob Symonds arrive and get settled. Bob says he is going to have a Beaujolais Nouveau, but Priscilla wonders. Mary Ann suggests a Kir Royal. "Yes," Priscilla says to the waiter, "Un Kir Royal, s'il vous plaît."

"Is this a Beaujolais crowd?" Heather Stimmler–Hall wants to know. I worry about Heather's eyesight sometimes.

But as usual Heather has a test for us. She's checking up on hotels and one has given her some candy to try and identify. She passes it around, saying "What's this green candy taste like?"

Of course everybody's taste has been destroyed by Beaujolais Nouveau. One guess – "Tutti Fruitti?"

Priscilla has confessed to playing the role of Rebecca in 'Dallas.' She says she wanted to know how rich she was supposed to be and they said, "Shell Oil." David, about drinking, says, "No – only Coke." He tried wine when he was four and it didn't agree with him.

Barbara, from Novato, tells Priscilla that she takes friends to see the inside dome in Galleries Lafayette to show them somethingphoto, empty bjn glass neat. "Do you find that you walk all over?" Piscilla asks.

"A Year In America," David says. His 'senior moment' is over and he's remembering the name of the book. But it's my 'senior moment, because what he really says is, 'A Year In the Merde.' It is supposed to be a good book too.

Priscilla tells John she visited Drunadraghit. John spells it for me. Or is it Drumnadrochit? It is supposed to be Scotland's highest town.

Beaujolais Nouveau day in November is short.

Meanwhile, in TV land Bob says, "I was in 'Dynasty' for a while." Precisely, as the doctor from Montana. Mary Ann shouts, "Oh man! I saw you when I was in college!"

Better still – according to Bob, 'Dallas' is still being re–run on TV in France. It just goes to show, something.

When we have finished the weekly ordeal of capturing the 'Group Photo of the Week' Bob tells me about the Uruguayan film 'Whisky.' Apparently this is the word for 'cheese' that Uruguayans use to get people to smile for their 'Group Photo of the Week.'

Of course, since it is Beaujolais Nouveau day, the way Uruguayans say 'whisky' isn't 'whisky' exactly. It is more like 'ricky.' Maybe I am having another 'senior moment.'

About the Café Metropole Club's About Page

Today's club meeting 'report' did not lack for notional 'Food of the Week, like green candy. The 'About the Café Metropole Club' page has somephoto, sign, bjn est arrive mighty fine print, but you can skip it and not miss much. An easier way to find out all you need to know about the club is by joining in person it any Thursday.

You can become a real lifetime member of this online magazine's real, live, and free club by becoming a member hyper–quick on a Thursday by signing–in yourself during a meeting in Paris so long you are here, in the café's 'grande salle.' Getting to Paris is all up to you.

The club's 'rules' were turned into legendary urban folk tales by the club's members several eons ago. The club's other blemish is that it is the only club related to an Internet magazine that operates with no newsletter, regardless of how many requests there are. There's nothing to unsubscribe to or disconnect.

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

The weekly club meetings start about 15:00, on Thursday afternoons and end around 17:00, on the same Thursday afternoon in the western European Time zone – which is really 'CET' for short and not 'OZZU' although it sometimes is – and known elsewhere as 3 pm to 5 pm. Club meetings are held in Paris. Until the secretary gets a better offer, club meetings will continue to be held here.

Be devilishly clever at a meeting – like being at one – and become somewhat notorious momentarily if you are really in the mood. True 'firsts' are welcome, with 'true' having approximately the same stroke value as 'first,' especially if salmon are involved. 'True' is perfectly acceptable too, if it's honestly 'first.'

There's just one note of caution – you may have any one or more personal reasons for not wanting to be traceable via the Web. If so, be sure to inform the club's secretary that you prefer to be '404 – not found' by Web search engines before becoming 'found' in one of these club reports.graphic: club location map

Former 'rules' continue to be 'former' week after week after week, month after flipping month, year after dern endless year, and have been eliminated from the club's hyper–volumes of archives except for all the originals still online buried in the cool and deep ginger mines of Outer Angola.

Talking to other club members at meetings is an encouraged activity rather than seasonally optional in November. If there's a free chair, sit – wherever you like, or haul one over from another part of the café. What you say might be much appreciated by other members present if they are listening, and there usually are some – and if it should chance to be written here, as shreds of it are, occasionally.*

*The above paragraphs are relatively unchanged since last week because this week's 'Food of the Week' was not foie gras. It wasn't anything.

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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