{"id":6897,"date":"2013-12-11T15:49:54","date_gmt":"2013-12-11T20:49:54","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/?p=6897"},"modified":"2013-12-11T17:52:39","modified_gmt":"2013-12-11T22:52:39","slug":"pie-loveparis-love-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/?p=6897","title":{"rendered":"Pie Love\/Paris Love"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>My husband doesn\u2019t care for cake, so every year we celebrate his birthday with an apple pie. Here is this year\u2019s model.<\/p>\n<p>He also shares his birthday with Alfred de Musset (1810-1857) and so I include a poem, along with a poor translation for which I apologize. In honor of my husband\u2019s birthday, I tried to find a jolly poem among all the melancholy meditations on de Musset\u2019s difficult love affair with Aurore Dupin (Georges Sand); but, failing that, I include a poem set in Paris, where my husband and I lived a happier love story than did poor Alfred. (The poem\u2019s use of both forms of second person singular shows what we\u2019ve lost in English when we gave one up.)<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/12\/JBdayPie3788.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" alt=\"JBdayPie3788\" src=\"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/12\/JBdayPie3788.jpg\" width=\"420\" height=\"365\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Que j\u2019aime le premier frisson d\u2019hiver ! le chaume,<br \/>\nSous le pied du chasseur, refusant de ployer !<br \/>\nQuand vient la pie aux champs que le foin vert embaume,<br \/>\nAu fond du vieux ch\u00e2teau s\u2019\u00e9veille le foyer ;<\/p>\n<p>C\u2019est le temps de la ville. &#8211; Oh ! lorsque l\u2019an dernier,<br \/>\nJ\u2019y revins, que je vis ce bon Louvre et son d\u00f4me,<br \/>\nParis et sa fum\u00e9e, et tout ce beau royaume<br \/>\n(J\u2019entends encore au vent les postillons crier),<\/p>\n<p>Que j\u2019aimais ce temps gris, ces passants, et la Seine<br \/>\nSous ses mille falots assise en souveraine !<br \/>\nJ\u2019allais revoir l\u2019hiver. &#8211; Et toi, ma vie, et toi !<\/p>\n<p>Oh ! dans tes longs regards j\u2019allais tremper mon \u00e2me<br \/>\nJe saluais tes murs. &#8211; Car, qui m\u2019e\u00fbt dit, madame,<br \/>\nQue votre coeur sit\u00f4t avait chang\u00e9 pour moi ?<\/p>\n<p><i>\u2014Alfred de Musset<\/i><\/p>\n<p>How I love the first winter chill! the stubble,<br \/>\nUnder the foot of the hunter, refusing to bend!<br \/>\nWhen the magpie comes to the hay-scented fields,<br \/>\nIn the depths of the old ch\u00e2teau the household awakens;<\/p>\n<p>This is the time of the city. &#8211; Oh! when last year<br \/>\nI returned, I saw the good Louvre and its dome,<br \/>\nParis and her smoke, and all this lovely realm<br \/>\n(I still hear in the wind the shouting postilions)<\/p>\n<p>How I loved this gray time, these passersby and the Seine<br \/>\nBeneath its thousand lanterns seated supreme!<br \/>\nI would see the winter return. &#8211; And thee, my life, and thee!<\/p>\n<p>Oh! in thy long looks I would drench my soul<br \/>\nI would salute thy walls. &#8211; For, who would have told me, madame,<br \/>\nThat your heart had so soon changed toward me?<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/12\/PieForJ.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"vertical-align: middle;\" alt=\"PieForJ\" src=\"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/12\/PieForJ.png\" width=\"140\" height=\"131\" \/><\/a>Jimmy<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/12\/CakeStrawberries.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"vertical-align: middle;\" alt=\"CakeStrawberries\" src=\"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/12\/CakeStrawberries.png\" width=\"140\" height=\"139\" \/><\/a>Chris<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My husband doesn\u2019t care for cake, so every year we celebrate his birthday with an apple pie. Here is this year\u2019s model. He also shares his birthday with Alfred de Musset (1810-1857) and so I include a poem, along with a poor translation for which I apologize. In honor of my husband\u2019s birthday, I tried<a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/?p=6897\">Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[152],"tags":[39,16,19],"class_list":["post-6897","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-photograph","tag-food","tag-jhs","tag-poem"],"post_mailing_queue_ids":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6897","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=6897"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6897\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6899,"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6897\/revisions\/6899"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=6897"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=6897"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=6897"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}