French Life
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Green
By Joseph Lestrange
It could be the gravel. It can’t be the map. A map of Paris in color shows green everywhere, big splashes and little clots. The Jardin du Luxembourg is such a big green that it engulfs a third of the Sixth Arrondissement, and the First is practically not there if you subtract the Tuileries and the Jardin du Carrousel to the west of the Louvre. Little points of green—like the Square de Montholon, the Jardin Blanc, the Place des États Unis, the Parc Ste-Périne, and dozens more just as unfamiliar and obscure except to the neighbors—sprout in every quartier like weeds finding a foothold in the cracks of the pavement, except they are so nicely groomed and spaced. Add in the tiny parks, the ones so small the map-makers have no room to print their names, and you would think that Paris must be the greenest city on earth.
Last Updated ( Sunday, 03 August 2008 )
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French Life
PREMIUMSarkozy Wins Again
By Robert Korengold
So you think the American presidential election campaign is overheated and too subject to partisan political manoeuvres and denigrating rhetoric against political opponents. Well, it has nothing these days on France’s post-presidential election atmosphere.
Last Updated ( Sunday, 03 August 2008 )
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The Travel Adventures of the Chapeaux of Mme. Goudeau
By Jacquelyn Goudeau
Jean-Marie had emailed Mme. G to find out if her box with her Chapeaux had arrived safely in San Francisco from Paris. Jerome had mailed them with in a week of her letting him know they had been left in the apartment in Paris. Mme. responded that they had not yet arrived but she was not overly concerned… yet. Her chapeaux knew who had created most of them, and who wore them with joy. They knew who their maman would miss them if they stayed away for too long, but they were on an adventure! This adventure had started when Mme. G, rushed to get out to the airport van taking her back to CHG airport in Paris. She realized that she had left the bag with her Chapeaux, before she even got outside. You see, the van had come early and instead of taking a last walk around, Mme. had rushed out, locking the door with the chapeaux left inside!
Last Updated ( Sunday, 03 August 2008 )
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Gael Greene Self-Interview
By Gael Greene
Questions I ask myself:
Q: Have you ever counted how many meals you've eaten in the line of duty?
A: 17.966 give or take a few thousand. Happily my brain tends to obliterate memories of the worst. I wake up every morning full of hope that this will be the day I discover a talented new chef or at the very least, taste something astonishingly delicious. Last Updated ( Saturday, 19 July 2008 ) -
Two Girls
By Joseph Lestrange
It’s a Wednesday afternoon, the weather is sunny and soft, and the boys and girls from the schools near the park are all out for their half day off—which they will have to make up on Saturday morning. The park is busy with walkers, almost all men, as if they knew this was a sight to see on sunny and soft Wednesday afternoons and they are keeping an appointment—a rendez-vous, which is ambiguous in French, implying equally a business meeting and a tryst. Impossible to know, but the absence of women, and the men evidently out for a stroll in the middle of the day are some kind of evidence, though I can’t be sure of what. I know only what I see.
Last Updated ( Saturday, 19 July 2008 )
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France's Father of the Modern Day Olympics
By Robert Korengold
It’s better to be prepared.If you’re in France this summer before, during or after the August Olympic games in China, there’s a name you are going to hear or read about constantly.
Last Updated ( Saturday, 12 July 2008 )
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Dirty Old Men
By Joseph Lestrange
So: I'm not the only one in the park. That's good, a relief, because I can't help remembering that Vladimir Nabokov first felt the "little throb" that turned out to be Lolita in a Parisian park. Everyone is looking at the two young girls, not just me—on the sly, offhand, which means with a great show of not looking at all, so absorbed it is amazing no one collides with a tree.
Last Updated ( Saturday, 12 July 2008 ) -
Buckle Up, European Union - Here Comes President Sarkozy
By Robert Korengold
From now until the end of the year, Nicolas Sarkozy, the hyper-active, hyper-argumentative President of France is also going to be President of the European Union (EU.)
Last Updated ( Friday, 01 August 2008 )
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Notes from San Francisco to Paris, Vol. 1, #1
By Jacquelyn Goudeau
Some days we get reminders of where we have been. Other days we also realize where we do not wish to return. On rare, magical days, all of this may come together, along with where our hearts really want to go.
Last Updated ( Sunday, 29 June 2008 )
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U.S. Elections Fascinate the French
By Robert Korengold
Are you hooked on the U.S. presidential election campaign? Are you still fascinated by the exhausting Hillary Clinton-Barack Obama battle for the Democratic Party’s nomination?
Last Updated ( Friday, 01 August 2008 )
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