Tell a French person you live in San Francisco and, invariably, you'll be asked if you reside in "une maison bleue adossée à la colline" ("a blue house, against a hill"). Forty years ago, a musician named Maxime LeForestier sang about the eponymous blue house of San Francisco. It's a tune very much of its time, regarding a place very much of its time: "We come there walking, we don't knock/Those who live there, had... More >>>