I like how the woman appears, from this angle at least, to be a generation younger. That was the configuration we used to see anchoring the local TV news in the United States in the 1980's, for Tucson's Action News at Six or whatever: A retirement-age older man with his fertile second wife. She's pissed off and has folded her arms in front of her salad; he's pissed off but is still hacking at something that looks cooked and carby. Fuck the dog.
The bottle was water; what's in the carafe?
Too much sun... Never been to Paris, but it looks like a business district.
Crid [CridComment at gmail]
at September 16, 2011 2:08 AM
France can be even more dog friendly than Santa Barbara. We were visiting in southern France with good friends and eating in a local bistro. The owner's little dog roamed freely, as did two other dogs. My buddy uintentionally ordered veal kidneys rather than veal. Language malfunction. So he fed the kidneys to the owner's little dog. The dog was, of course, French.
BarSinister
at September 16, 2011 6:23 AM
"I like how the woman appears, from this angle at least, to be a generation younger."
I don't think so. Look at the position of her black bra strap. Something tells me it is supporting something, which is not an exception to gravity.
"She's pissed off and has folded her arms in front of her salad; "
I think it is soup. She did not like it.
The bottle was water; what's in the carafe?
Also, water. She ordered the bottled water. He was fine with tap water. She appears to be a high maintenance.
They are not going to be old together like the American couple in YouTube, who had trouble with webcam.
http://www.advicegoddess.com/archives/2011/09/16/dog_day_apres-m.html#comment-2484176">comment from chang
Ridiculous assumptions. If you've eaten in France, you probably suspect the waiter probably brought them a carafe of water when they sat down and then they ordered Evian or something bottled.
Women his age don't dress that way, or grow hair that thick & shiny... At least, not on their OWN bodies.
Crid [CridComment at gmail]
at September 16, 2011 10:22 AM
Great photo. I love Paris, and love how dog-friendly Paris is. When I was there in the mid-90s with two friends, our place to hang out after a day of sightseeing was a bar in the 5th called La Gueuze and it had a "cafe dog", a huge friendly dog that was always lolling about near the entryway. All the dog merde is a turn-off, though. You definitely have to watch your step.
Jim
at September 16, 2011 11:56 AM
As long as we're inventing stories, I'm going to say the "dog" is their excessively hairy son.
MonicaP
at September 16, 2011 12:01 PM
> All the dog merde is a turn-off, though.
> You definitely have to watch your step.
See, that's one of those things I didn't expect to see happen in my lifetime....
And people are so cynical about how you can never change public behavior. But we almost never whip our slaves in public nowadays. People don't drive drunk like they used to.
And in contemporary America, most urban dog owners literally pick up their dog's shit twice a day after the walks. That's a size-hyooge sociological change. If you'd come to me in high school and said that people would be convinced to do that I'da said gitthefuck outtahere.
Life just gets better and better in every way.
Crid [CridComment at gmail]
at September 16, 2011 12:12 PM
Crid, I haven't been to Paris since 1999 so it's possible that, since then, behavior there has changed and dog owners have begun picking up the merde more often. But I think back then most Parisians considered it unseemly.
I like how the woman appears, from this angle at least, to be a generation younger. That was the configuration we used to see anchoring the local TV news in the United States in the 1980's, for Tucson's Action News at Six or whatever: A retirement-age older man with his fertile second wife. She's pissed off and has folded her arms in front of her salad; he's pissed off but is still hacking at something that looks cooked and carby. Fuck the dog.
The bottle was water; what's in the carafe?
Too much sun... Never been to Paris, but it looks like a business district.
Crid [CridComment at gmail] at September 16, 2011 2:08 AM
France can be even more dog friendly than Santa Barbara. We were visiting in southern France with good friends and eating in a local bistro. The owner's little dog roamed freely, as did two other dogs. My buddy uintentionally ordered veal kidneys rather than veal. Language malfunction. So he fed the kidneys to the owner's little dog. The dog was, of course, French.
BarSinister at September 16, 2011 6:23 AM
"I like how the woman appears, from this angle at least, to be a generation younger."
I don't think so. Look at the position of her black bra strap. Something tells me it is supporting something, which is not an exception to gravity.
"She's pissed off and has folded her arms in front of her salad; "
I think it is soup. She did not like it.
The bottle was water; what's in the carafe?
Also, water. She ordered the bottled water. He was fine with tap water. She appears to be a high maintenance.
They are not going to be old together like the American couple in YouTube, who had trouble with webcam.
chang at September 16, 2011 7:22 AM
Amy Alkon
http://www.advicegoddess.com/archives/2011/09/16/dog_day_apres-m.html#comment-2484176">comment from changRidiculous assumptions. If you've eaten in France, you probably suspect the waiter probably brought them a carafe of water when they sat down and then they ordered Evian or something bottled.
Amy Alkon at September 16, 2011 7:55 AM
Geez, don't they have civilized beverages like whiskey and scotch in France?
I R A Darth Aggie at September 16, 2011 8:01 AM
Quiet lunch or Rorschach test?
Andrew_M_Garland at September 16, 2011 8:44 AM
You're all missing the fact that the dog is doing tricks for food without a clown hat on.
Kendra at September 16, 2011 9:55 AM
> don't they have civilized beverages
Women his age don't dress that way, or grow hair that thick & shiny... At least, not on their OWN bodies.
Crid [CridComment at gmail] at September 16, 2011 10:22 AM
Great photo. I love Paris, and love how dog-friendly Paris is. When I was there in the mid-90s with two friends, our place to hang out after a day of sightseeing was a bar in the 5th called La Gueuze and it had a "cafe dog", a huge friendly dog that was always lolling about near the entryway. All the dog merde is a turn-off, though. You definitely have to watch your step.
Jim at September 16, 2011 11:56 AM
As long as we're inventing stories, I'm going to say the "dog" is their excessively hairy son.
MonicaP at September 16, 2011 12:01 PM
> All the dog merde is a turn-off, though.
> You definitely have to watch your step.
See, that's one of those things I didn't expect to see happen in my lifetime....
And people are so cynical about how you can never change public behavior. But we almost never whip our slaves in public nowadays. People don't drive drunk like they used to.
And in contemporary America, most urban dog owners literally pick up their dog's shit twice a day after the walks. That's a size-hyooge sociological change. If you'd come to me in high school and said that people would be convinced to do that I'da said gitthefuck outtahere.
Life just gets better and better in every way.
Crid [CridComment at gmail] at September 16, 2011 12:12 PM
Crid, I haven't been to Paris since 1999 so it's possible that, since then, behavior there has changed and dog owners have begun picking up the merde more often. But I think back then most Parisians considered it unseemly.
Jim at September 16, 2011 12:45 PM
Leave a comment