Paris is a Moveable Feast

Believe it or not,  the French are known for more than just fries, toast and yellow mustard Antoinette.

Bonjour mes amis. As my fellow Amèricain EH (Papa) noted many years ago, you are lucky if you've lived in Paris🗼, and even more so if you have been fortunate enough to travel there often over the years, for Paris is a moveable feast.🍗 It's always satisfyingly the same, but always temptingly new. It stays with you and invites you back much like each new bottle of wine🍷🥂...and nothing goes better with a feast than a bottle of wine no matter where it moves🌍. Now contrary to public opinion I did not come to France to escape the "blues" in the house🏛. That's just Waters under the bridge...you know...where ugly ol' trolls live to the Max👹🙈. Au contraire...I came for le vin rouge🍷, les èdifices blanc🏰, and le ciel bleu of Paris🏙. In other words, the good ol Red, White and Blue🇺🇸...with a gallic twist🇫🇷. Now as it so happened the President was there as well to honor 🗣the veterans of the Great War on the 100th anniversary of the Armistice and I presume to MFGA! Well this got me thinking as I ambled around what else...the "City of Lights" with my best  Rodin's Thinking Man expression👨‍🎨...what if all this was a metaphor for America to sign a truce with itself? 🤔Hmm...tres existential! Je pense donc je suis! Which loosely translates as "in each election the reds win some, and the blues win some, but the only way Americans win is if they work together for the greater good". Voila! So instead of being upset at what you lost...we'll leave that to Tay Tays 👩‍🎤next song about the loss of her man to another woman, and being BurnedBlack🙊. Ouch! Touchè! Instead, let's consider the missing ingredient, add it to the recipe for this place we call 'merica and can think of as a Fondue...where we melt together for strength and shared aspirations instead of this current path towards a salad bowl 🥗of separate identities and "victimized" recessives😩. That's just rabbit food🐰! Time to strengthen the herd🐂. What's the missing ingredient you ask? Well it's actually 2 things...the first is the heat...it's the only way you get a melting pot! Americans have endured the heat from the Revolution, ...to the Civil War...to the Great War,  WWII, e.t.c...our steel has been forged. And the only way to bridge the final gap between the red and the blue is to provide the white...no I'm not talking about Elmer's Glue...this is an adult blog not elementary school. Adults solve their problems with alcohol🙉, and in this case the French can be of more help than they were with Lafayette...they can provide the white...better known as champagne🍾. It's representative of what Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of happiness is all about as well as Libertè, Ègalitè, and Fraternitè for you frogs🐸... in other words, let's pour some champagne, raise our glasses in salút to each other and to the Ties that Bind...if you don't believe me ask the Boss...

You been hurt and you're all cried out you say
You walk down the street pushin' people outta your way
You packed your bags and all alone you want to ride
You don't want nothin', don't need no one by your side
You're walkin' tough baby, but you're walkin' blind
To the ties that bind