Paris Journal 2007

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The Eiffel Tower was mentioned many, many times by the
sports commentators on TV yesterday when the Tour de
France came into town.

 

Flowers in a quiet nook of the Parc André Citroën.

 

Heinz products are now very easy to find in the
supermarkets of Paris.

Haricots coco.

 

Flowers in the Champ de Mars.

Monday, July 30

 

The Tour de France 2007 is over.  I shall miss it, but I guess it means we’ll have more time for other things.  Am I bothered by doping in the sport?  Sure, but from what I read in the newspapers, I gather that the doping was far worse in cycling in the 1990s.  At one point in the race this year, most of the riders staged a brief sit-in to protest doping.  In the 1990s, they would have been protesting all the drug testing.  The newer, younger riders are cleaner, on the whole.

 

I still do not believe that Lance Armstrong ever doped.  Armstrong is a physiological fluke, a guy whose body just does not produce the acids that make muscles ache and cramp.  He also had the disaster of cancer breaking down his body, giving him the opportunity to rebuild his bod in just the form required for bicycle racing. (Before cancer, he had too much upper body mass from swimming in triathlons.)    And finally, he had the kind of super-determined, ultra-disciplined mentality to rebuild his body and then to train in such a way that it ruled his entire life  -- an approach to life that the French would call “déséquilibre.”  Many of the French hated him for this super-organized approach.  Others did, and still do, revere him.

 

No wonder the top French rider was way down at number 27 this year – the lowest point since 1903.  Maintaining equilibrium in life is great for most of us, but if you want to be a legendary athlete, it is not for you.  If you want to be a legendary athlete, you must become an organized machine, as Armstrong was during his winning years.

 

About the Floyd Landis matter, I don’t know what to think except that it does not make any sense for him to have taken testosterone at that point in the race last year.  It would not have done him any good; that’s not how that drug works.  It would not have produced the results that happened.  And he is behaving as if innocent – spending unseemly amounts of money on lawyers, trying to clear his name.

 

Tom and I differ somewhat in our opinions about Michael Rasmussen, the Danish rider who was caught lying to the media and to his team.  Tom says he wasn’t actually caught doping, so therefore he should have stayed in the race and won the Tour.  I say that his lying, especially to his team, was pretty wretched and that the team was perfectly justified in asking him to leave.

 

Vinokourov was such a disappointment.  We both really liked that guy.  But I guess he is guilty of doping, and his career in cycling is over.  Too bad.  What a shame.

 

We’re so very proud of the Discovery Channel Team, with three team members in the top ten riders of the Tour!  And that Alberto Contador in a yellow jersey is so unbelievably cute.  Mattel should make and sell Contador dolls.  The team director, Johan Bruyneel, must be the best in the sport.  He led the team through the Armstrong years, and he continues to succeed even post-Armstrong, with other great riders like Hincapie, Leipheimer, and Popovych.

 

Will we continue to be fans of the Tour de France in the future?  You bet.  I will be a fan because of the riders, even though I think I detest the Amaury corporation that owns & runs the tour as well as these wretched yellow-journalism newspapers, L’Equipe and Le Parisien.  The riders are great young athletes, and their sport is beautiful.

 

 

On to more basic things like food.  You never know what you’ll find at Ed, our local discount grocery store.  A few days ago, we noticed neatly packaged sets of two hamburgers, marked “Charolais”!  This is the best kind of French beef (although that isn’t saying that much;  American beef is far better than anything you can find in Europe).  We were finally getting tired of French food, even my own cuisine, and Tom was really in the mood for a hamburger.  What to do about buns, I wondered?  There were some hamburger buns in Ed, but they were huge packages of 6, and they looked fairly ordinary.  But I found a good-looking package of four “muffins blanc Anglais,” also known as English muffins.  They appeared to be of high quality.

 

For the cheese, it is not possible to find cheddar here in the grocery.  But Ed had a “Mimolette extra,” which was pretty darned close, even in color, to a medium or mild cheddar.

 

The tomatoes we buy here are good; not as good as tomatoes from Ohio or Florida, but way better than California tomatoes.

 

We’d already managed to buy Heinz ketchup and mayonnaise at Ed.  This would not have been possible in 1998, when we first started coming to France.  Back then, if you wanted such things, you had to find one of the two little shops that import American foods (Thanksgiving, and The Real McCoy).  French mayonnaise is quite different from American mayonnaise.  The French is generally better, but not for a hamburger.

 

For mustard, I bought some Kosher Dijon with the brand name of “Yarden,” appropriately labeled “extra forte” because it is indeed very hot.  And very good.

 

The onions we buy here are fine.  But I do miss Vidalias from Georgia and Florida.

 

So, we had the makings for a couple of great hamburgers.  And they were great.  They were a bit different from what we’d get at home, but in some ways, they were better.

 

Lunch break

On the same day we found the Charolais beef, I also bought some giant snap peas called “haricots coco.”  I’ve never seen any so big!  They are from Spain.  I’m going to go make a salad involving these little monsters.

 

The salad was good and very healthy tasting.  Haricots coco are big, crispy, tasty things, but not as sweet as snap peas.  The seeds inside are quite white (sometimes the French remove the beans, or seeds, and dry them for later use).  I washed and cut them up, mixed them with some taboule, cooked chicken breast pieces, chopped tomato (de-seeded, of course), olives (only 1 euro for a double package of olives from Les Arcs-en-Provençe!), salt, pepper, and olive oil.

 

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