Sipping a cafe au lait at a sidewalk bistro...Getting down at Paris's hottest club...Cheering on Les Bleus at the stadium...Drop the textbook formality and chat with the locals in France's everyday language.* What's up? Ca va?* She's totally hot. Elle est bandante.* This party is lit! Cette bringue est enflammee!* That brie smells funky. Ce brie sent putain de drole.* Wanna French kiss? On se roule une pelle?* That ref is a moron. L'arbitre est un abruti.
Adrien Clautrier is a self-employed mechanic born and raised in Marseille, France. A motorcycle and automobile enthusiast, he has completed two US coast-to-coast trips, one on a Harley Davidson and the other in a Cadillac. When he is not in his garage or on the road, he reads non-stop (especially Frederic Dard's San Antonio series) or listens to the stand-up comedies of the late French comedian Coluche. Henry Rowe left Berkeley to play soccer in France. He never made it out of the amateur ranks, but stayed for the used bookstores and St-Emilion wine cellars. He currently lives in Menilmontant in Paris, frequents Mon Chien Stupide, and listens to everything from Serge Gainsbourg to Toulouse's Jerry Spider Gang.