Whenever guests come to visit from the States I am reminded of the subtle differences between the two countries. Differences that I use to notice, though as most things, over time, have lost their impact on me. Nevertheless, when guests come to visit, the conversation leans towards the nuances between France and the US.
France May Not Be for You if…..
- The French sure do love their cigarettes. If you don’t like cigarette smoke, France may not be for you.
- If you expect to be fussed and fawned over at dinner by wait staff who act like your new best friend and offer up their name, France may not be for you.
- And if you may become upset and impatient when said wait staff let you relax and enjoy your meal rather than shoving you out the door, France may not be for you.
- If you need to touch and riffle through all the merchandise when you’re shopping and you think the customer is always right, France may not be for you.
- If you expect the French to smile, hold the door for you (a complete stranger) and speak to you in English, France may not be for you.
- If you don’t like cheese - the smell of cheese, the taste of cheese. It’s a country of over 365 cheeses and if you can’t handle that much cheese, France may not be for you
- If you prefer Paris sidewalks to be free of doggie doo, France may not be for you.
- If you’re not big on etiquette, using your manners, or going out of your way to be polite in a foreign country, France may not be for you.
- If you like mega-sized portions and leftovers, France may not be for you.
- If you thing aloof, private and reserved translates to rude, France may not be for you.
- If you have no desire to learn a bit of the language or culture before you go, France may not be for you.
- If you’ll be highly offended when you try to speak your best French, but you’re answered back in English, France may not be for you.
- If you’ll throw a hissy fit when the classy resto you’ve been looking forward to dining in won’t serve you at 3:30 for lunch or 5:30 for dinner. France has set hours for shopping, dining, banking and other services, France may not be for you.
- If you’ll be uncomfortable when Parisians blatantly stare at you while sizing you up on the Metro, France may not be for you.
- If you can’t sleep in anything less than a king sized bed or stay in a hotel room the size of a house, France may not be for you.
- If you might ask a waiter for a phone book to call the health department to report the women sitting at the next table in a bistro who’s dining companion is her dog, France may not be for you.
- If you’re not greeted with the same sense of urgency as you’re used to in other parts of the world (ie, the U.S.), France may not be for you."
Table Etiquette in France by Kari Masson
"1) Should you place your napkin in your lap immediately after being seated?
False. Once the hostess places her napkin in her lap, other guests should follow suit.
2) Do you put your bread in the upper left edge of your plate, or on a bread plate?
False. Bread is placed directly on the tablecloth, on the left above the fork.
3) Should you tear your bread into a bite-sized piece before eating it?
True. Always! It is very impolite to take a bite from the whole piece of bread.
4) When the aperitif is served, do you wait for the host to give the toast before drinking?
Note: Also never cross over someone's arm when toasting, it is considered bad luck.
5) When serving wine, should the glasses be filled up to five millimeters from the brim?
False. When pouring wine, stop when the glass is three-fourths full.
6) It is acceptable to eat pommes frites (French fries) with your fingers?
Also when eating pizza at a restaurant or someone's home a fork and knife are used."
The comments yesterday were wonderfully said. If you haven't read them and you want to know more about differences between the French and the Americans you might want to read them.
Yes, some French take two hour lunch breaks, but not everyone. Though when the French have breakfast, lunch, or dinner they don't eat… they dine.
The French table is more than quenching hunger. It is the center of their lives. It is an art form, poetry of conversation, a feast in motion, it is a source of pleasure, it is the gathering of family and friends, a daily celebration of living.
It is never on the go.
When my mother in law came to visit in the States (before French Husband and I were married) we went to have lunch before goingsomewhere… I ordered pizza, grabbed a bunch of napkins, and some drinks. In the car I gave her slice of pizza, and a napkin. She gave me a startled look, uttered something in French… in which case I put the piece of pizza in my mouth, and with my hand imitated her to do the same.
She gasped. It took years us years to understand one another.
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