{"product_id":"paris-in-mind-isbn-9781400031023","title":"Paris In Mind","description":"“Paris is a moveable feast,” Ernest Hemingway famously wrote, and in this captivating anthology, American writers share their pleasures, obsessions, and quibbles with the great city and its denizens. Mark Twain celebrates the unbridled energy of the Can-Can. Sylvia Beach recalls the excitement of opening Shakespeare \u0026amp; Company on the Rue Dupuytren. David Sedaris praises Parisians for keeping quiet at the movies. These are just a few of the writers assembled here, and each selection is as surprising and rewarding as the next.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIncluding essays, book excerpts, letters, articles, and journal entries, this seductive collection captures the long and passionate relationship Americans have had with Paris. Accompanied by an illuminating introduction, \u003cb\u003eParis in Mind\u003c\/b\u003e is sure to be a fascinating voyage for literary travelers.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eJennifer Allen * Deborah Baldwin * James Baldwin * Dave Barry * Sylvia Beach * Saul Bellow * Bricktop *  Art Buchwald * T. S. Eliot * M.F.K. Fisher * Janet Flanner * Benjamin Franklin * Ernest Hemingway *Langston Hughes *  Thomas Jefferson * Stanley Karnow * Patric Kuh * A. J. Liebling * Anaïs Nin * Grant Rosenberg * David Sedaris * Irwin Shaw *Gertrude Stein * Mark Twain * Edith Wharton * E. B. WhiteIntroduction \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eLove\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e(\u003ci\u003eHow to Seduce and Be Seduced Like a Parisian\u003c\/i\u003e)\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eE. B.White:  “Liberation of Paris” \u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eOn the very first thing he did when he heard the news about the liberation of Paris from the Nazis: read the Paris entry in the Encyclopædia Britannica. The Britannica was never more moving.\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003eEdith Wharton:  from \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eA Backward Glance\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eWharton remembers “the bells of Paris calling to each other,” and announcing the end of the First World War\u003c\/i\u003e.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eArt Buchwald:  “April in Paris” from \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eArt Buchwald’s Paris\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eAn interview with Vernon Duke, the composer of “April in Paris.” Dorothy Parker, George Gershwin, and plenty of April showers make their appearance in the story of how the classic love song was born.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA. J. Liebling:  “Passable” from \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eBetween Meals:  An Appetite for Paris \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eLiebling poignantly recalls the working girl who befriended him and with whom he explored Paris while he was a distracted student of medieval history.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMaxine Rose Schur:  “Passionate and Penniless in Paris” \u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eTwo very young, very love-struck Americans camp out in their VW van on the Quai de la Tournelle along an enchanted Seine.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIrwin Shaw:  “Paris in Winter” from \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eParis! Paris! \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eShaw disavows Paris by counting all that’s wrong with the city in the wintertime, and still he can’t help being seduced all over again once the sun comes out.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSaul Bellow:  “My Paris” from \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eIt All Adds Up \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eA rumination on the Paris of his youth and the Paris of today—from art and anti-Semitism to how Paris lost its power as the center of European civilization and why he’s still in love with the city.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eFood\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e(\u003ci\u003eHow to Eat Like a Parisian\u003c\/i\u003e)\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eErnest Hemingway:  “Hunger Was Good Discipline” from \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eA Moveable Feast \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI\u003ci\u003en Paris, hunger—both physical and artistic—is keenly felt.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ePatric Kuh:  “Boulevard Des Italiens” from \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eThe Last Days of Haute Cuisine \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eThe chef makes his way to the country of his American father by way of County Cork, Dublin, a Parisian brasserie on the Boulevard des Italiens, his American passport, and the declaration, “I am an American.”\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eM. F. K. Fisher:  from “The Measure of My Powers” from \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eThe Gastronomical Me \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003eN\u003ci\u003eewlyweds in Paris escape the expatriate crowd in the city and head for Dijon.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eNaomi Barry:  “Paris’s Haute Chocolaterie” \u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eParisians not only have haute cuisine and haute couture, they have haute chocolaterie.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eGrant Rosenberg:  “A Day in the Life of a Parisian Café” \u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eWhere everybody knows your name, in French.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eThe Art of Living\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e(\u003ci\u003eHow to Live Like a Parisian\u003c\/i\u003e)\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDavid Sedaris:  “The City of Light in the Dark” from \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eMe Talk Pretty One Day\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eSedaris moves to Paris, but spends most of his time in the dark, watching classic American movies\u003c\/i\u003e.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSylvia Beach:  from \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eShakespeare and Company\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eDreams of opening a French bookshop in New York are crushed, and voilà, an American bookshop in Paris is born. \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnaïs Nin:  from \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eThe Early Diary of Anaïs Nin \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eThe gravity of French Civilization, the “Legend of Paris,” weighs on her own literary development, but in the end, she is sure that it can be good for her “if one survives them.”\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eStanley Karnow:  “The Glass of Fashion” from \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eParis in the Fifties\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eThe machines of haute couture—American department store buyers, an interview with Christian Dior, models, and the most fickle of consumers, the Parisienne.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDeborah Baldwin:  “Paying the Way” from \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eParis Notes \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eBeauty doesn’t come cheap, even for a grand old city like Paris. Baldwin shows how it’s paid for.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThomas Jefferson:  from \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eThe Autobiography \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eWriting from Paris, Jefferson gives a firsthand account of the beginning of the French Revolution.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eGertrude Stein:  from \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eParis France\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eStein remembers the Paris she knew when she was four years old, and what Paris meant before it became the home that would free her to become a writer.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eTourism\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e(\u003ci\u003eHow You Can’t Help Being an American in Paris\u003c\/i\u003e)\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLangston Hughes:  “Montmartre” and “Le Grand Duc” from \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eThe Big Sea: An Autobiography\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eHughes comes to Paris destitute, is rescued by an even poorer ballerina, and gets a job at Le Grand Duc, the place for after-hours Mississippi blues jam sessions.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eJennifer Allen:  “Euro Disney: A Postcard” \u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eAn American visits the Happiest Place on Earth à la Paris, with her French mother.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBenjamin Franklin:  from \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eThe Papers of Benjamin Franklin\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eIn a series of letters from Paris, Franklin describes the fashions of the time, his warm acceptance by Paris society, and his thoughts on the American colony’s war against England.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eJohn Adams:  from \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eThe Autobiography\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eAdams is at once delighted, envious, and distrustful of Parisian manners, and engages in a bit of private venting about his elderly colleague in Paris, calling Ben Franklin’s active social life “a Scene of continual discipation. . . .”\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMark Twain:  from \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eThe Innocents Abroad \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eTwain plays a wide-eyed country innocent in Paris. Twain is charming and hilarious in his descriptions of Paris and a new Parisian dance called the “cancan.” \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDave Barry:  “Parlez-Vous Français?” and “An Aesthetically Challenged American in Paris (Part II)” from \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eDave Barry Is Not Taking This\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003cb\u003eSitting Down  \u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eIn a two-part series, Barry parodies the modern American abroad in Paris. He struggles with the infamous French “R,” sees the sights, and in a bold move, takes a tax deduction.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eT. S. Eliot:  Letters from \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eThe Letters of T. S. Eliot \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eIn a letter to his niece, Eliot describes the Luxembourg Gardens and Parisian children. In a letter to Robert McAlmon, Eliot advises the young American poet about Paris and literature.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eJanet Flanner:  “Tourist” from \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eAn American in Paris \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eA perfectly average American tourist takes up with a charming German in Paris and is murdered.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBricktop (cowritten with James Haskins:  “Cole Porter . . . and Josephine Baker” from \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eBricktop \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eThe famed nightclub owner remembers her early days in Paris where she was befriended by Cole Porter and where she looked out for a young, naïve Josephine Baker.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eJames Baldwin:   from \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eNo Name in the Street \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eTo be black and American in Paris affords a freedom that being black and French or black and Algerian does not.\u003c\/i\u003eJennifer Lee is an experienced editor with two previous anthologies, \u003cb\u003eMartial Arts Are Not Just for Kicking Butt\u003c\/b\u003e and \u003cb\u003e2sexE: Urban Tales of Love, Liberty and the Pursuit of Gettin' It On\u003c\/b\u003e. She lives in the Bay Area in California and is happy to trade Paris and San Francisco restaurant tips.\u003cb\u003eIntroduction\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThere’s a maxim that goes something like this: When good Americans die, they go to heaven; if they’ve been \u003ci\u003every good,\u003c\/i\u003e they go to Paris. Americans have been heeding the maxim for more than three centuries, from Benjamin Franklin, Mark Twain, Anaïs Nin to Dave Barry and David Sedaris, all of them collected here. Many of us cheat and get there a little before we’ve actually earned it. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI first saw Paris when I was twelve years old and on a chaperoned school tour of the great (read: \u003ci\u003eold\u003c\/i\u003e) cities of Europe. Paris felt like a respite from Europe’s ancient ruins. In Paris, we kids went gallivanting in parks, checked out bookstalls near the Seine, ate too many pastries and tried to pass as older than we were. We snuck out of our hotel at four in the morning and walked to the Eiffel Tower unchaperoned. The city was still and quiet, and we could hear the crunch of dirt and gravel beneath our feet. We felt powerful to be alone, except for the few elderly people walking their tiny French dogs or feeding the city’s many pigeons. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI realize now that my youthful excitement didn’t just come from being in a beautiful city. Racing like wild children along the banks of the Seine, or weaving through a crowd of people on the Champs Élysées, discovering more bookstores than I’d ever seen in my twelve-year old lifetime and watching adults sitting and talking in cafés, I sensed then that there was a way of life different than the one I knew back in my dusty, rural California hometown. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe second time I saw Paris, I was in love. We had flown to Paris on a whim. Paris felt like a respite from the daily grind. We strolled along the Seine, ate too many pastries and behaved more youthful than our age. M.F.K. Fisher in her book, \u003cb\u003eThe Gastronomical Me\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e,\u003c\/i\u003e advises that Paris “should always be seen, the first time, with the eyes of childhood or of love.” We’re especially lucky if we’ve seen Paris both ways. \u003cbr\u003eSo seductive is the idea of Paris in America that even those who have never set foot in the city fall in love with it. You don’t even have to be a Francophile. Paris is one of the few cities in the world that defines an entire country, yet stands singular and apart from it. To some, their love for Paris is part of a broader love of all things French. To others, it’s discrete. They love Paris and only Paris. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eGertrude Stein believed that when we talked about France, we were really talking about Paris. That was when she wrote, “Paris was where the twentieth century was.” She was writing not so much about political power or technological progress, but of contributions in the arts and in the things more loosely called civilization, the art of living well. It was perhaps more true in the early twentieth century than it is today. Today, art, literature, culture and fashion are no longer the sole domains of haute Paris, and Paris is no longer the only French destination for Americans and other travelers. When people talk about Paris, it’s no longer a given that we mean France in general and vice versa. Yet to so many, by the power of imagination or myth, Paris remains \u003ci\u003esui generis, \u003c\/i\u003eand the most seductive of cities. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHow seductive is Paris? \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSo seductive is it that God is seduced in Saul Bellow’s essay \u003ci\u003eMy Paris. \u003c\/i\u003eBellow writes, “God would be perfectly happy in France because he would not be troubled by prayers, observances, blessings and demands for the interpretation of difficult dietary questions. Surrounded by unbelievers He too could relax toward evening, just as thousands of Parisians do at their favorite cafés.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSo seductive is Paris that long after one’s affair in Paris has ended, many continue their affairs with the city itself. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSo seductive is Paris that even its winters can’t hide its charms for long. Irwin Shaw laments the cold season as he writes in \u003cb\u003eParis in Winter\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e,\u003c\/i\u003e “The most openly loving of cities, it is the coldest when the lovers are driven indoors. [In Paris] it is impossible to overlook the unheroic fact that not enough people kiss in the rain or at five degrees below zero.” Shaw describes the anti-Paris in winter, and still, he can’t help being captivated all over again when the sun comes out for the briefest of moments. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMuch of the seduction comes from the long history of U.S.-French relationship: we revolt against the British—the French give us ships and money; they’re occupied by the Germans—we invade Normandy and liberate them; they invent film—we make an industry out of it; we make B action flicks—they name it “film noir”; they’re crazy about Jerry Lewis—we fall in love with Catherine Deneuve. They gave us the most American of American icons, the Statue of Liberty. The Americans and French have held a political, cultural, economic and artistic dialog for more than three centuries. In many ways, we—Americans and Parisians—are both our best and worst reflections. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe stories about Paris that I read as a teenager made at least as big an impression as my first visit to the city. In general, Paris isn’t a city for twelve-year-olds the way some cities are—cities like, say, Orlando, Florida—even now, despite Euro Disney. The first book about Paris that I read was Ernest Hemingway’s \u003cb\u003eA Moveable Feast\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e,\u003c\/i\u003e and I haven’t yet outgrown the love it first inspired for the City of Light. Reading about grown-up Parisian adventures revealed future possibilities for this restless teenager, and it made me aspire to see Paris as a grown up. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI suspect many Francophiles have a similarly worn and beloved book about Paris. Without a doubt, the American artists, writers and musicians who went to Paris have influenced much of our fascination and love for this city. It is they who inspired this collection in that they first sparked my love of Paris. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI’m not alone in my fondness for the City of Light. Travel between the U.S. and France has always been strong. Americans still comprise the largest group of tourists to Paris annually despite the significant decrease immediately following September 11, 2001, and the Travel Industry Association of America expects air travel to return to normal levels by late 2004 or 2005. The history of travel between Americans and the French, which spans centuries, not decades, attest to our mutual strange fascination with each other. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOne of the legacies of this long relationship has been great American literature about Paris and about being an American in Paris.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA few words about how this book was put together and what you’ll find here: though I searched far and wide to collect the pieces in \u003cb\u003eParis in Mind\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e, \u003c\/i\u003eI also relied on the familiar literature on Paris. This is not a collection of unknown, never-before-seen Paris dispatches, and you’ll find some familiar suspects such as Ernest Hemingway, Gertrude Stein and Thomas Jefferson. Some Americans have been so important to the way we imagine Paris, that without them no Paris collection could offer a full sense of Franco-American relationship. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSecondly, many pieces are presented here, but many more have been left out for editorial or practical reasons. As an editor, I naturally wanted to read everything that I found, that was recommended, or that simply came my way; I wanted readers to have a chance to read everything I read, too. As a fellow \u003ci\u003ereader,\u003c\/i\u003e however, the process of editorial research wasn’t the reading experience I’d wish to inflict on innocent readers, simply because not everything you read turns out to be a find.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLastly, I followed two goals for this collection: pleasure and variety. A selected piece had to be a pleasure to read or offer a perspective, or examine a topic, that testified to the breadth of American interests and experiences in Paris. This is, admittedly, a subjective process. In general, I found that people for whom writing was their vocation wrote more vividly and thoughtfully about their experiences in Paris than those whose lives didn’t depend on their prose. So, the book includes pieces that are almost all authored by professional writers, rather than by celebrities, musicians, politicos and so forth. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn some cases, I included pieces that played off of other selections and thus, provide a sense of dialog between eras or between writers. The two pieces by Edith Wharton (an excerpt from \u003cb\u003eA Backward Glance\u003c\/b\u003e) and E.B. White (\u003cb\u003eLiberation of Paris\u003c\/b\u003e)\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eare good examples. They’re both about Paris and the end of a war, for Wharton the First World War and for White the Second World War: two different wars and writers, but the same overwhelming sense of emotion surfaces when each writer learns that the city they love so much is out of danger. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eT.S. Eliot’s and Anaïs Nin’s pieces are another example. In his letter to the American poet, Robert McAlmon, Eliot admires French literary tradition because of its overarching sense of history, whereas Nin in her diary complains, “There is a monster in Paris called the Literary Tradition.” Eliot is the scholar and great critic, while Nin the mystic and bohemian. Two American writers with different opinions about French literature reveal vastly differing sensibilities about life. In turn, they give away diverging approaches to their own literary work. \u003cbr\u003eA friend asked: \u003ci\u003eIf I read this book, will I quit my job and move to Paris?\u003c\/i\u003e Will I hate the French for being better at everything, and skinnier? Will I finally be convinced that frog tastes just like chicken? Will I understand myself better as an American? \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIf you’ve picked up this book, you might be someone who has already once quit his or her job and moved to Paris. You might be someone who already knows that frog doesn’t taste just like chicken, it tastes \u003ci\u003emore like rabbit.\u003c\/i\u003e Just as likely, you might be someone who has never visited Paris except through movies, Cole Porter songs and the travel articles of your local Sunday paper. In any case, you probably already hate the French for being skinnier. We all do. This book won’t really change that because—bad news—they’re even thinner in Paris. \u003cbr\u003eAs for my friend’s question, Will I understand myself better as an American? I hope so. These American stories about Paris comprise a catalog of tastes, fashions, social rules, and expectations, not only of what we think it is to be Parisian but also what we think it is to be American. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFinally, if you’ve never been an American in Paris, I think you’ll want to be. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIf you already have been, you’ll want to again. When M.F.K. 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