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That is your reward for the trouble of going to Chinatown. You get to have that good soup when you get home, and you can have as many wontons as you want. Pour some of that Sriracha Chilisauce on a bit of fresh bread to keep the taste alive. The smell alone is celestial.

To be continued... right here, next year.

The Café Metropole Club Meets for the 365th Time

It was only last Thursday with three members present that the club met again. Many other members, old and new, near and far, most of them, remained unpresent, more or less as unexpected. This week on Thursday there will be a brand new Café Metropole Club meeting without doubt. It will be happening on the first day France's 2nd month of partial no smoking, regardless of anything.

photo, sign, le corona, a toutes heures

The coming meeting of the Café Metropole Club will be on 1. March. The Saint of the Day next Thursday is a somewhat obscure one. Welcome Saint–Aubin, or Albin, or Albina, or Albine, born in 468 in Languidic. He was the abbé at the monastery of Tréhillac and the bishop of Angers, and, despite himself, died in 550. Aubin was down on sin, and if you trim your vines on 1. March, you will have big grapes, according to legend.

Considerably less legendary, all about the club and its ripe truths are on an plump page lamely called the About the Club Webpage. Some readers who process a passing notion of English won't fail to grasp the few fables and astonishing facts, and should not neglect to view the club's ur–zonked hand–rolled membership card before its renewal, pending now for the last 136 weeks.

photo, sign, avenue d'ivry

This Was Metropole Ten Years Ago

Few other Internet magazines claim to have been online for 11 years for obvious reasons. The other important item that was to be here this week has been put off for ever, as a result of the New Year in Chinatown. I was actually there. Next week is the good intentions of Ten Years Later, which is now. Miss it if you must but don't whine about it later.

Café Life Légère 90.7

Insensible Paradise

The Quote of the Week is boring again this week but at least it's predictable, a situation that has altered little since last week when it was claimed to be less boring for one week in a row. "I have read descriptions of Paradise that would make any sensible person stop wanting to go there." Let us salute Charles de Montesquieu, who was born in 1689, which is not a reflection on the quality of paradise in those days, but rather on Montesquieu's perception of the folks that were promoting and selling plots in it.

photo, poster, nouvel an chinois, l'annee du cochon

The Monumental Wobble–W

There are as few as 308 days left of this year, the same number that 1806 had when Jean–François Chalgrin started building the Arc de Triomphe de l'Etoile that had been ordered by Napoléon Ier to honor the Grande Armée. It was and is 50 metres high and 45 metres wide. Construction stopped when the emperor was deposed and was resumed in 1825. It took until 1836 for completion, when it was inaugurated by Louis–Philippe.

Napoleonic Pataphysics

This is totally unconnected to the fact that this year has used up 57 days, the same number that 1815 had when the very same Napoléon escaped from captivity on the island of Elba and arrived in France on 1. March, a Wednesday. Louis XVIII, who nobody ever heard of, sent Marshal Ney with the 5th regiment to Grenoble to capture the fugitive. At the confrontation Napoléon reportedly said, "Soldiers of the Fifth, you recognize me. If any man would shoot his emperor, he may do so now." There was silence and then the soldiers shouted, "Vive L'Empereur!" and they all marched off to Paris together. A brand–new regular army of 140,000 was raised, 200,000 volunteers were added and a 100 days later, after Waterloo, it was game over for Napoléon again.

photo, banner, mairie du 13eme, chinatown

The Usual Suspects

It's unnecessary to thank Metropole for reminding you of the publication of the Manifeste du Parti Communiste on this date in 1848. It was written by a couple of nobodies named Engelsand Marx who had issues with la bourgeoisie. The philosophers had some wonderful visions that were unfortunately unrelated to society as it had become, due to the ruling classes and the bourgeoisie who aped them wholeheartedly, preferring to share a few crumbs rather than wealth. Since then globalization has tended to impoverish the bourgeoisie but they don't believe it, but so what? We have iPods don't we?

The Ex–Question of Schleswig–Holstein

Some folks might be unaware that today is the anniversary of radar which was first demonstrated by Robert Watson in 1935. However it wasn't until this date in 1957 that the final radio broadcast of Dragnet was aired, ending Sgt. Friday's run on radio that had begun on 3. June 1949. Meanwhile other birthdays to celebrate include one for François Arago who would be 221 years old today. Other birthday folks are Buffalo Bill, Victor Hugo, Nadezhda Konstantinovna Krupskaya and Jackie Gleason. There's more but WTH.

A bientôt à Paris
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