Tuesday, September 19, 2017

Cicchetti Time Or My Time With Alessandro in Venezia

Bon Vivant Alessandro

An Excursion in Venezia, or how I met Alessandro – an Italian Bon Vivant -


 WHAT is Cicchetti – OK, think of it as happy hour at the bar with free appetizers, it's that simple. Yes, I said free hors d'oeuvres. One caveat IS of course, you're expected to continue to buy wine while you partake in the free hors d'oeuvres. For some locals, it’s at their favorite bar. Others will go from one bar to another. But it's quite an interesting event not experienced at every restaurant; it seems to be generally at a bar or the bar area of a restaurant.  And the menu varies from location to location; the foods are somewhat a function of how high-end or moderate the establishment is.  Nevertheless, as with all of our experiences with Italian food, it is all really, really good!

SOMETIMES we have a slice of pizza or toast with some cheese and maybe a slice of ham on it, along with nuts, olives, sometimes even a fruit; other times, it’s a more elaborate spread. How would you know it's a Cicchetti at the bar? You pretty much see around 5 o'clock people standing around the bar or some round tables, a good indicator that it's “Cicchetti time”.

HOW. For us it was our first day in Venezia, remember that word for “Venice” - with a forewarning. We had just arrived at the “Ghetto” – no kidding, (‘get outta here!’). We walked to the Rialto, as previously identified and scheduled by Alessandro.  Alessandro was our consummate tour guide, interpreter of fashion, customs, language and decorum.  It was a very pleasant walk. We were a little concerned we might get lost, but we didn't, and arrived at the Rialto reasonably on time. It was a group of other Americans so it was all in English. (Phew!)  Our first stop started at a restaurant where we had a private room set aside for us which gave Alessandro greater opportunity to explain what we would be doing for the next two hours that evening. We enjoyed the wine, and the waiter brought in dishes of foods, then more, and more, each a different dish.

ALL this was in preparation for the group to have an opportunity to ask questions like: Why aren’t we using long-stemmed glasses? How does he like living in Venice? My girlfriend asked what he thought of “grappa”, he seemed pleasantly surprised an American would know of “grappa”. I won’t be telling you all the “outrageous” comments – HILARIOUS – that he would address that evening, but … I did take him up on his comment that you drink “grappa” in the morning; after you have had your espresso and there is a little coffee foam or ‘crème’ on the bottom, you pour in a splash of “grappa”, which I had the opportunity to imitate at Trattoria Bar Pontini, next door to our hotel, The Hotel Filu, (“Ciao Valentina & Federica.”) Just down the street from the Gam Gam Kosher restaurant. Lovely area, the Ghetto!

TO return to Alessandro – I won’t take from him all that he’ll share with you about every subject you can imagine...“how my mother makes pasta”, “what the only good pasta is”, “how to make Tiramasu and thoughts of the Tiramisu you get at the restaurants”, “Aperol or Campari?”, “how he wants you to refer to his city”.

I could go on, but I’d be doing a great disservice to you, the Reader. But rest assured, I will guarantee that you will greatly enjoy the experience, that you will laugh so hard, come away better educated, and enjoy learning how to do “Cicchetti” on your own.

CONTACT Alessandro – you can contact Alessandro by emailing him at the following  address:


TELL him Constantine sent you. You can meet Alessandro with Rick Steves on a YouTube video.

THIS is not a paid advertisement for Alessandro. Nor am I related to Alessandro.

& it's pronounced ---  "chi KET ee"



A Cicchetti Bar 


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BOIRE

Drink – Prosecco with Campari, or just chilled Prosecco. 
Cicchetti  – green olives drizzled lightly with olive oil and sprinkled with parsley or Oregano
Music – Pavarotti!


Bisous, Constantine

Tuesday, August 8, 2017

Syrup, Yes That's Correct - Syrup.

Constantine is on hiatus at this time, preparing for the next big blog, this time on Guinness. The "black stuff".

In the meantime let me share with you something I'm exploring. I am beginning to make more and more of my own syrups, or en la Français - Sirop.

Most recently I've made my own simple syrups, grenadine, and Orangerie saccharum.

I recently discovered a recipe that called for Sirop d' Citron.
 I was making my girlfriend Pink Baby Cocktail.  I had not heard of Sirop d' Citron  before! much to my chagrin.  I'm going to try that as soon as I have some organic lemons. (No chemicals on the surface).

Daisy Mae Cocktail - Pom Syrup Accent on InSide of Glass
Photo Credit - Sarah Houghland, Spirit Snob Photographer


I have begun to realize that using fresh juices is less expensive than the pre-made, pre-mixed versions and is actually better tasting. At one point,  a recipe calling for Roses Lime Juice, I actually found a recipe where you can make your own Roses Lime Juice. Which I did. Took a little time but it was only lime and sugar. So check it out. I'll not  bore you with you some of the recipes, they're pretty simple it's frankly sugar and citruses or pomegranate juice – we're going to Grenadine, for example.

Just look for some reputable sites. I usually first choose Epicurious as my go to site. Or Marmiton in France. In this case I referred to seriouseats.com 

In lieu of a cocktail recipe, I'll offer the recipe for Sirop d' Citron. Try it with some club soda.

While my girlfriend is usually waiting for me to prepare her cocktail,  I like to listen to some jazz while I experiment with the syrups. Serve some walnuts!


Sirop d' Citron
425g (15 oz.) of lemon rinds or 6 medium lemons
200g (1 cup) sugar


Slice lemons thin. Toss with sugar and place in clean container. Let stand 2-3 days. Strain over cheesecloth and squeeze to remove all syrup. Refrigerate. (Author's note - I will update this when I in fact actually test this recipe. )

Appetizer - Walnuts.
Tunes - Blue Monk.

Other syrups you can easily make and you'll find preferabl
Grenadine Syrup        
Pomegranate Syrup
Roses Lime Juice
Simple Syrup 
         

Stay tuned on this site for more on the subject of "syrups". 





Wednesday, May 10, 2017

Charles Schumann & Schumann's Bar München - The Interview

A Perspective -  Interview with (Charles) Carl George Schumann. 


Introduction
I met Schumann at the Les Fleurs du Mal bar upstairs. I knew him from his picture, so it was immediately telling to me as I saw the gray-haired distinguished-looking man in the white jacket walking behind the bar. Our eyes met, we nodded as if we were old friends. That started this fictional conversation.

My barkeep friend from Praha's CottoCrudo Bar, Tómas asked me if I planned to go to Schumann's bar while in München. I admitted I was not aware of it and he replied ... "it's a must! Worldwide known of". My date and I were in luck, as the place was packed, so a kind gentleman directed us upstairs to the Les Fleur du Mal bar. What an experience that was at the lovely, intimate bar (with a full length bar top from one piece of wood.)

Schumann is a well-regarded bar man & restaurateur. You will find his bars on some lists of the world's best bars. When I started out on the prospect of the interview, I thought of his website comment, "it says there is no secret to Schumann's roast potatoes, except that I am the only one who could make them". Strikes me as a kind of hands-on guy, one not blessed with the ability to delegate and walk away.


Charles Schumann


I started off by telling Herr Schumann that he has established a reputation remarkable for this working class city, which is well known for the Schumann's bars. It's a little difficult to describe, but there are multiple bars at his main location - some located within the same building and another down the street. When we visited, it was so packed; it was suggested that we go upstairs. What a find that was! I pondered the bar top - a single piece of board that is 9 meters long.




Constantine: You were born in 1941 in Regensberg. What was it like growing up right after World War II in this world? 
Schumann: They were tough times. I am happy we do not have that world anymore.

Constantine: Regarding your music – I see that your music was not particularly piped in; I recall it being lively but quiet jazz. What is your philosophy in regard to music in the bars? 
Schumann: I want my guests to enjoy the music, but not so as to interfere with their enjoyment of their conversations, eating, etc. 


Constantine: Books?
Schumann: Two books. (writer's comment - Charles Schumann is the author of 2 books, still available: Schumann's Barbuch - Drinks and Stories; and, American bar, the artistry of mixing drinks.)

Constantine: So what it is about the roast potatoes?
Schumann: Potatoes to Germans are a fundamental to the dinner or meal. It's important that I demonstrate to my staff that the humblest of roles is as important as is the care we take in the preparation of the rest of the meal and cocktails. I think of it as a demonstration of the care that I want my staff, from dishwasher to Chef, to take in the presentation we make to our guests.

And, verstehen Sie, you know - I enjoy this task. It gives me a sense of peace.

Constantine. Being hands-on, how often do you get to the Tagesbar? Do you take the trolley back-and-forth between the Odeon and the location on Maffeistraße.
Schumann: Ja. I prefer the trolley to go back and forth. Did you take the trolley here? 
Constantine: Yes, mein fräu and I came up by the trolley.

Constantine. How did the Schumann's barware come about? {Schumann's barware is made and sold by Villeroy & Boch and Zweisel Kristallglass. You can purchase it online.} 
Schumann: I was having a glass of wine one day with Bernard Reuter, the executive of V&B - before he went over to your country to manage VB -  somehow the topic of how I choose my barware arose. I told him I was very particular of the choice of glass and the purpose they serve. The short story is that from there we began a longer conversation on what I'd like in barware and how could it be manufactured. In turn we established a relationship for the use and sale.

Constantine: Known for drinks - how do you choose your meals to balance with the menu of your cocktails. 
Schumann: I take care, with my staff, to create a cocktail menu that balances with the dinners we offer. We are not pretentious;  however, you will see that the choices of dinner in one way or another relate to one or more of the cocktails. 

Constantine: How did you get the nickname Charles? (I had a cousin named Charles who started a restaurant with his brother). 

Schumann: It was a nickname only. Nothing special. I picked it up in France.



Schumann's Bar
The top shelf is  Campari bottles.
Photo - Schumann website
Constantine: Your assessment of the current cocktail scene around the world - particularly the recent renewed interest in cocktails?
Schumann: For me this is not something new. We have been a world recognized cocktail bar since 2000. I do believe though that the tide has come back in, and now people are looking for something more exciting than the newest red wine. So we now enjoy the sense of pride we take in our cocktail list and the preparation. As you can see from the crowd, business is booming.  And you know of my book, dating back to 1995. It's a return, you know.

Constantine: And it is not only for the Campari
Schumann: No, that is also one of my marketing ventures. But I am a fan of Campari and I believe the color is very dramatic and inspires oneself.

Constantine: Thoughts on steak? 
Schumann: Steak is good, once in a while. It should be properly seasoned and prepared correctly. I am not a fan of eating meat regularly. One should in all matters of life and drink be moderate

Wine Glass
Photo - S. Houghland


Barware
Photo - S. Houghland
Constantine: How was it in Switzerland?
Schumann: Fine, I like the country and the people. It is close to my birthplace so it is much similar to where I grew up. I did learn quite a bit in Switzerland; it was fundamental to my hospitality background. 

Constantine: Your view of the world? 
Schumann: As you may know if you did any research on me, my earliest training was as a diplomat in the German foreign office. I spent some years there. So I am still much interested in and concerned with the affairs of the world. There is much to be done and there is still much craziness in the world.






Schumann's Bar am  Hofgarten and  the Camparino bar, and Les Fleurs du Mal bar
Odeonsplatz 6 – 780539 München

Schumann's Tagesbar
Maffeistraße 6 
80333 München




Cocktail: Taoyame( a Schumann creation)
20 ml Pisco
10 ml Shochu
15 ml Cointreau
15 ml lemon juice
      shake well, (pour into coupe, serve with cherry) author's addition

Appetizer: Smoked salmon on toast 
Music:  JazzRadio from  Berlin (jazzradio.net)

FULL AND COMPLETE DISCLOSURE WITH NO EXCUSES
This is a fictional creation of an interview that had I had the chance
I would have conducted with Charles. The responses presented here are
solely the creation of the author and do not reflect in any way the ideas, 
philosophy, concepts, etc. of Charles Schumann.

Want to read more on Charles Schumann?

http://www.zeit.de/2011/38/Charles-Schumann/komplettansicht



"Some of the cocktail recipes created by Schumann:

Credits:The website of Schumann's Bar and Wikepidia "Charles Schumann". - 
Cocktail credit courtesy of Nicholas Coldicott of theJapanesetimes 


S. Houghland
Personal Photographer to Spirit Snob



Saturday, February 11, 2017

Saint Valentine and Cupid – Two Guys Who Created Quite a Bit of Mischief, Fun and Love


Omnnia vincit Amors, et nos cedamus Amor. Vergil f.n.1


This blog piece started out as a more considered piece than I suspect it may turn out. The considerable amount of research and abundant sources (Wikipedia, Vergil) would surprise you. And perhaps delight. 

I have a personal experience with one of these characters, as, well, as I tell the story of how my true love and I met – there was drinking and shouting (directed toward me) involved, but more of that at another time or over a Guinness at The Brazen Head; well, to get to the point.  I have told innumerable persons that my love at our first true meeting came up to me and told  me I had a big mouth [fact check – “true”] (it was about 2:30 in the morning, a party, some trying to sleep). I commented to my bud, Dickie, “she’s a hot little thing!” and believe that cupid struck me with one of its love-potioned arrows [f.n.2]. It’s true, I will always believe it was Cupid striking me. That was 50 years ago. 

Let’s get back to the story: Saint Valentine - yes, he really is a saint - lived a long time ago, in the Third Century  AD.  Likely switching from the worship of early Roman gods, he turned Christian and soon commenced marrying people. Skipping over the long story … St. Valentine was jailed and before he was executed, sent a note to the jailor’s daughter, signing it “Your Valentine”. [What, you thought it was a writer from Medici or Hallmark cards who created that?]

Cupid, the little guy you think is so cute – well, he’s a mischievous little angel, in earlier times referred to as Eros by the archaic Greeks.  In my determination, the Greek gods used him to make mischief with humans, making them fall in love with the various humans and bearing children (“Leia and the Swan”). 

Real or imagined, it makes for great stories.  Equally as important, it serves your purposes of using them along with my drink recipe that follows, with ta femme (your girl). You can tell ta femme  the story of St. Valentine; there is no need for attribution. Tell her you were researching the history of St. Valentine. As you are surely aware, we are closing in on the annual western world holiday of Valentine’s Day.  Few men, one of whom is a well-respected son-in-law, are able to ignore Valentine’s Day as a superfluous celebration. He does redeem himself, carrying it off quite well, frankly; however, he’s the exception to the rule. 

Typically, a gentleman is expected to take his lady out for dinner, possibly dancing. The gentleman is of course appropriately dressed. Dinner need not be the traditional restaurant dinner, it could be an upscale bar or pub that serves a variety of appetizers. Wien’s Ritz Carlton Melounge Lobby Bar comes to mind. Just seek out something that has some piano music or other light orchestra accompaniment. Purchase a meaningful gift (no, that does not mean a gift certificate to “The Agent Provocateur”). Make it something personal that you pick out with a sales associate’s assistance. Suggestions – a clutch purse on the elegant side; or perhaps a black slip dress. Of course, gold jewelry is always a perfect choice.  If appropriate, one might have it delivered to the lass’s place of work. Imagine the delight as she opens the box from Selfridge’s, or Galeries Lafayette (Paris), or Berlin’s KaDaWe, or Neiman Marcus. And the laughter that will flow as jealous co-workers see the sleek, silky black slip dress you have selected for her to wear for the evening. 

Forego the bouquet of flowers or dozen red roses. Seek out something different that your girl might take with her for the evening – such as single red rose…tulip…gardenia flower,  with embellishment, intended to be carried with her and laid down on the table, or otherwise shown off to those around, making them wistful for a gentleman like you who went to such extent. 

Suggested “alternate dining” locations around the world intended to make a girl swoon ---
       Munchen - Schumann’s Les Fleurs du Ma
       Paris - Candelaria – Le Marais
       Athens - A for Athens Roof Bar in Mitropoleos
       Washington -The Prime Rib Piano Bar or Willard’s Round Robin Bar
       Dublin - Back Bar, The Brazen Head (ask for Steve)
       Amsterdam - Bols Bar, 2 free drinks!
       Belfast - Champagne Lounge, Merchants
       Venezia - Harry’s Bar or The Cipriani’s San Giorgio Bar
       
       ……………………………………………………………………….
Valentine's Day
A Sarah Houghland Photo


To veux être ma Valentine?


Cocktail: Kir Royale. 
Champagne (not sparkling wine) and Chambord.
Music: Charles Aznavour, or a personal favorite of mine, “This is the Night for Love” the Valiants.
Appetizer: Smoked oysters;  or Oyster Gratin with Noilly Prat Zabaglione

Footnote to scholarly publication.
Footnote 1.  “Love conquers all, and so let us surrender ourselves to love” – Vergil, an ancient guy who wrote a lot.
Footnote 2. Cupid's arrows were filled with a potion with inscrutable desire.


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Sarah Houghland
Personal Blog Pho
tographer

Saturday, December 24, 2016

FEUERZANGENBOWLE Experience at the Melounge Lounge Bar Ritz Carlton


The Fire Tongs Punch

Christkindlmarkt Strasbourg France
Tourist Office Photo

As my girlfriend and I prepared for the Christkindlmarkt tour of Austria, France and Germany I read about the mulled wine and Feuerzangenbowle practice taking place during the winter and at the markets where shoppers and revelers treat themselves to mulled wine. In very special events,  the mulled wine with sugar cone is lit on fire to add to the ingredients. So, in search of both the European Christmas Market experience  and the Feuerzangenbowle, we set out on the adventure. I had read of the Wien Ritz Carlton's roof top experience and noted something about the opportunity to experience the "Feuerzangenbowle"


The anticipation began as we stepped out on the Christmas-decorated trolley in front of our Accors' Adagio Wien Hotel headed - dressed and hat 'n gloved for the weather -  for the Ritz!
Wien Christmas Trolley


Wien, or Anglicized, Vienna at the Ritz-Carlton – situated on the "Ring” road with that rooftop bar – Christkindlmarkt. In winter – what a delight, decorated for Christmas and a string quartet of classical music – – – bows and greenery. Throngs of people dressed for the opera. Women in seamed "stockings" and dressed to the hilt for cocktails overlooking the skyline of Vienna.

On our first visit, it was a line to get onto the elevator to reach the Christkindlmarkt on the top of the hotel. Yes, its own little market. And drinks too! 

Reflecting back - we met, Ritz's PR Manager Stefanie on our first journey to the Ritz when we stood in line for the elevator, which took us to the top floor in the open venue, all of green. A view overlooking the city and its highlight Saint Stephen’s Cathedral.

It gave us a view of all of the energy at night. Stefanie, "cooly" dressed, tall as I recall was overseeing the delight of the guests gathered on the rooftop. The Ritz pays careful attention to its guests. Well,  our disappointment that there was no Feuerzangenbowle or Fire Tongs Punch (more on that later) was dismissed when the lovely public relations manager said it would be later in the month and gave me her card to contact her when we returned. Which we did. Thus my introduction to the Melounge Lobby Manager Iris. We met our last evening in Wien. Iris, lovely young lady, petite, ash blond as I recall, was fashionably dressed in this lounge just off the lobby.  She so very Viennese - polite, practical and very social. Iris surprised us with her story of being assigned to go to the Santa Monica California Ritz Carlton. I told her I could only imagine the contrast ... Wein’s women in heels and fur to Southern California where people are universally in their Lululemon outfits or surfer shorts. 



Das Zuckerhut
If you don't know it,  let me spell it out for you. Picture a Yule Log in a blazing fire. And then and then you take 160 proof Austrian rum soaked in a Zuckerhut (sugar hat, cone shaped) and then at that magic moment you light it on fire. What a blaze! We sat back a little in our seats when the barman first lit the Zuckerhut. Usually an event for a crowd of skiers or a group coming in from the cold, we were true to that, i.e., the cold. We arrived a tad early, Austrians are proud of promptness to the time you schedule! A major contrast to my Greek upbringing. So the Senior Barman rushed to accommodate our early entrance. Later to learn that not anyone at the Ritz is permitted to make the Feuerzangenbowle. It calls for experience, tact and skill – along with a fire extinguisher close at hand. A little research and the comment frequently made to have a fire extinguisher on hand, leads me to better understand why. It also explained the inability to purchase the Strohs 80 at the airport; it is forbidden to take onto the plane.

However the highlight of this lengthy complicated process is the lighting of the Zuckerhut. The cone is held on a narrow pan designed to hold a cone but with small holes in the bottom. As the cone burns the melted caramel starts falling into the mulled wine. Sometimes little islands of caramelized sugar remain on fire sitting on the mulled wine. 

At my photographer's, <<S>>, Christmas party I was telling Margaret about this and before I could get into the actual details of the event that we had participated in Wien,   she enthusiastically exclaims 


 “you mean for the Feuerzangenbowle?” 

Much to my surprise and delight she too had experienced it and agreed with me that it is a real treat.
Melounge Lobby Feuerzangenbowle
 The Ritz Carlton


So for those venturous, here is the recipe, which you’ll need to adapt.

Or better yet, drop by and see Iris, promptly, at the Ritz Carlton for a treat at the Melounge Lounge Bar. 

Recipe adapted from “Food.com” -

2 liter of Austrian Merlot 1 cinnamon stick
Cardamom -1 Allspice - 1
2 oranges organic      2 lemons organic
5 cloves     dash of ginger
2 cups brown rum 54 proof or greater (Strohs 80)
Garnish with orange rind-shaped 4-leaf clover in a sugar crusted mug



Vielen Dank Frauen Stefanie, Iris und Herr Bar Keeper 

Drink – Melounge Specialty “Chocolate Old Fashioned”
   While you’re waiting for the concoction to brew (30 or so minutes)
Appetizer – Kilians Schinken-Kaser Toast (Kilians ham & cheese toast)
Music – Mozart, of course, this is Austria!

Fröhe Weinachten







Sunday, November 13, 2016

Paris, Le Marais - a venue for Bataclan

13onze15
Le Marais, the 4éme (arrondissmont), borders the central part of Paris. An older area, once or still the Jewish center, arts, the gay community. It’s a very fashionable arrondissmont in Paris.
The Bataclan reopens the evening of November 12th with a concert by Sting.


Like all, well almost all, of Paris, you feel such artistic delight from a walk from the île de la Cité, the Seine, and from the meandering streets, alleys and paths away from the beautiful squares once the 16th to 17th century stately homes of the French aristocracy.

The architecture is beautiful. The boulevards so fashionable. The weekly Saturday morning market along the wide median, just down from the Sabot Metropolitain - such an experience!

Mon Cherie and I are adventurous travelers, and we appreciate the unique, the “off the path” ... so on our first trip – staying in Le Marais with its access to Bar Candelaria, and a walk away from the Seine, Notre Dame, we could not pass it up. We were not disappointed – one bit. Candelaria was fun, exciting, if you can find it behind the white unadorned door in the Taqueria! Bastille and its monument, the squares, and Place de Vosges.  The Boulevard Richard Lenoir. Looking out from our window of the Citadines Bastille Marais Paris apartment-hotel, the 6-story Belle Époque apartment across the Boulevard, beyond the tree lined median. At Christmas time, we saw one apartment with randomly blinking lights (so French) changing to a different color on the tree. We were a jaunt from the “Casino super Marché” with its cheese, bagette, French wine and Champagne, and Aperol. Yes, Champagne.

Where Boulevard Richard Voltaire crosses Richard Lenoir, by happenstance that Friday night, arriving from Strasbourg via Gare Nord, coming down from the Metropolitan...well, ok, I was lost. I did not, could not take a picture of the scene. Nor would I write about it. But a year later I find myself now more reconciled.
Photo - BBC World News


We crossed or tried to cross past barriers, past bouquets of flowers placed on the barricades, the sidewalk neatly strewn, filling up the open space even going across the street to the median strip. Blue lights flashed from police vans, cars and cycles with grim-faced gendarmes holding the scene.

We had come across the Bataclan music theater, where 90 young people had been murdered, hunted down room to room and massacred in cold blood – for no other reason than that of the nearby “Charlie Hebdo newspaper” massacre. Twelve murdered by ISIS terrorists on 7 January 2015. Only this visit had only been nights since the Bataclan “event” on November 13th, 2015 in the middle of a concert.

We paused, trying to take in and understand the scene, cordoned off, throngs of people standing on the side, staring silently at the scene.

Acknowledging what we observed, we left to continue down the street to our hotel – to take a drink, have a bite, and reflect with deep sadness for the French people.

A year later, am I finally able to write my thoughts.

Tonight I will have a “Pastis" in remembrance of those harmed, of the families and of the loved ones. I’ll listen to one of the melancholy jazz pieces by Marcel Zanini. Sadly realizing those dead will never visit Le Petit Journal to hear Marcel play.


Mon couer Le Marais – we will be back. Again and again.

Constantine


Note.
On the evening of the 13th  of November 2015, ISIS terrorists had infiltrated to Europe to attack Paris - the Bataclan, just down the street the La Bonne Bière Cafe, Cosa Nostra, Carillon, Le Petit Cambodge, La Belle Èquipe and some distance away, still on the east of Paris, Stade de France. One hundred thirty were murdered that evening at the six sites. 100's wounded and many others who will ever be traumatized. Gendarmes reported seeing cell phones ringing with "Mama" as the caller - gone unanswered. Updated 14.11.15 from NYT "Paris is Quiet but Resolute as It Mourns on Anniversary of Attack".



En francais

13onze15 Paris, Le Marais, un lieu pour Bataclan

Le Marais, a la 4me (arrondissement) borde la partie centrale de Paris. Une zone plus ancienne, une fois ou encore le centre juif, les arts, la communauté, C’est un quartier très a la mode a Paris.

Ici, comme en tout de Paris, vous vous sentent une joie artistique. Une promenade d’ile de la cite, la Seine, et des rues sinueuses, des allées, et vers les belles places. La zone tenait les maisons d’aristocratie dans les siècles seizième et dix-septieme.

L’architecture est belle. Les boulevards sont tellement a la mode. Le marche hebdomadaire du samedi matin le longe de la large médiane juste en bas du Sabot Metropolitain- quelle expérience.
Ma chérie et moi sont aventureux et nous apprécions l’unique, l’hors de chemin…

Alors, sur notre premier voyage - en restant avec des amis son accès au Bar Candalaria, et une promenade de la Seine, Notre Dame, Nous ne pouvions pas passer-le. Nous ne serions pas desappointes – un morceau. Le Candalaria était amusant, excitant, si vous le pouvez le trouver- derrière la porte en le Taquevia Bastille et son monument.
Boulevard Richard Lenoir. Regardant par notre fenetre des Citadines Bastille Marais Paris, l’appartement de la Belle Epoque, avec ses six etages, en face du boulevard, au dessus de la mediane bordée d’arbres. A noel, nous avons vu un appartement avec des lumières clignotantes ( tellement français) en train de changer a une couleur différente sur l’arbre. Nous étions une promenade du Casino supermarché avec son fromage, ses, beignets, son vin français et sa champagne et l’Aperol. Oui, la champagne !

Ou Boulevard Richard Voltaire traverse Boulevard Richard Lenoir, bien par hasard ce vendredi soir, en arrivant du Strasbourg via la Gare Nord, descendant du métropolitain, alors j’etais perdu.
Ne n’ai fait n’ai pu fait, prendre une photo de la scène, ni j’en aurais écrire de ca. Mais une année plus tard, je me trouve maintenant plus reconcilie.

En traversant, ou en essayant de traverser , en passant des barrières, en passant des bouquets de fleurs placées sur les barricades, le trottoir soigneusement jonche, ont rempli l’espace ouverte meme a travers la rue a la bande médiane . des lumières bleues clignotantes des voitures de police, des voitures et des motos avec des gendarmes sombres tenant la scène.
Nous avions rencontre le théâtre musical Bataclan, ou quatre-vingt-dix jeunes personnes avaient ete assassines. Massacres en sang froid et chasses, pièce, salle- pour n’aucun raison d’autre que le journal proche Charlie Hebdo, douze massacres a 7 juin 2015.
Ce visite n’avait seulement –des nuits depuis l’evenement Bataclan a 13 novembre 2015 en milieu du concert.


Nous avons fait une pause pour prendre et comprendre la scène, boucle, des foules de gens, juste debout sur le cote regardant silencieusement sur la scène.

Reconnaissant ce que nous avons observe, nous sommes partis pour continuer dans la rue a notre hôtel- pour prendre une boisson, un morceau a manger, et pour réfléchir avec la tristesse très profonde pour les gens français.
Seulement un an plus tard, je suis capable d’ecrire mes pensées.

Ce soir je prendrai un pastis en remembrance de ceux qui ont ete blesses, et de leurs familles, et de leurs proches. Je vais écouter a un des œuvres jazz de par Marcel Zanini.
Malheureusement réalisant que ceux qui sont morts ne visiteront jamais le Petit Journal pour écouter Marcel a jouer.

Le Bataclan rouvre la soirée de la douzième avec un concert par Sting.
Mon cœur de Marais, nous reviendrons, encore et encore.

Constantine

Note finale.

La soirée de la treizième, les terrorists ISIS avaient infiltre en Europe pour attaquer Paris- le Bataclan, le café La Bonne Biere, et quelque distance, toujours au l’est de Paris, un totale de cent trente personnes ont ete tuées. Cent blessées, et beaucoup d’autres qui seront toujours traumatisées.