11 Mar 2011
Quote: Originally Posted by rap33042
When I was a kid, living in France, there were traditionally 4 meals per day.
There was breakfast, lunch, dinner, and supper.
Supper came around 8PM. Supper usually lasted a couple of hours. Then it was bed-time.
No two courses were ever put on the same plate.
And, of course, we always had a bottle of Vin du Table available.
(Table Wine; generic, not expensive, but very good nonetheless; only a Franc or two at the time or about 25 cents)
I was about 5 years old and always got angry when they watered down my wine! Not so much, I think, because it was watered down, but because I wasn't being treated equally. After all, the adults didn't water down their wine!!
Lord! Did we eat well back then... I miss those days...
My grandmother spent her entire day in the kitchen, it seemed.
If she wasn't cooking, she was cleaning. Ha! What a life...
Oh I know what you mean about Grandmother's cooking. My grandparents lived on a farm and raised their own hogs and cows for their meat and grew their own veggies. Every mid-day meal was a huge one with a couple meats and three veggies. There was always too much. People would stop by unannouced and eat because they knew there was always enough. When everyone had eaten there was always enough left over for the hunting dog. That dog ate better than a lot of humans.
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