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...