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In Paris, Still American – More Rules for Eating, and Living, in France

Linda, our friend and guest blogger over at Parisien Salon, shares her entertaining insights into being an American and dining in Paris.

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Like any other fashionable woman, I try not to let my roots show in Paris. Only I’m not talking about those of the follicular kind. The roots I refer to are the things that make me stand out as an American.

Besides the fact that I just can’t seem to master the effortless style of the Frenchwoman, there are certain characteristics that make me stand out like a baguette at an Atkins support group. Many take place at the dining table. The French, for instance, pierce their food with their forks held upside down, and then keep it in that position as they lift the food into the mouth. I can’t do that. I’ve tried, but it usually results in dropped food or a fork on the floor.

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Then there’s the matter of what to do with my hands while sitting at the table. In the U.S., we’re told to keep our hands off the table and on our laps. But in France, that’s just bad manners. The rule is hands on tables, elbows off. Trying to maintain this stance, however, doesn’t come naturally. I have to remind myself at least a dozen times throughout the meal, by which point it looks like I’m doing upper body calisthenics.

I’m also a very finicky eater. Very. And that makes accepting dinner invitations … terrifying. In France, it’s rude not to eat everything that’s prepared by your host, and since I don’t like a lot of things … well, you see my problem. “What do you mean, you do not like mushrooms? Crazy American.” The last few times, I’ve gotten lucky. A handsome Frenchman invited me to his place for lunch, and he actually prepared a meal I liked. And a French couple invited me to their Paris flat, but it was a brunch buffet, so I could help—or not help—myself at will.

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Finally, the thing that probably sends an American bat signal into the sky is the fact that I do not like to complain. Don’t get me wrong, I’ll take a stand if someone tries to take advantage of me or doesn’t provide me with a paid-for service. But Parisians love to complain. About everything. The weather. The government. The food. The wine. Atmospheric conditions on Saturn. Gravity. Oxygen. Me? Not so much. If it’s good, why complain about it? If it’s not, laugh it off. And that’s what makes me eternally, unforgivably American. At least in Paris.

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Text by Linda Donahue for Parisien Salon, republished for the HiP Paris Blog. Looking for a fabulous vacation rental in Paris, Provence, or Tuscany? Check out Haven in Paris.

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6 Responses to “In Paris, Still American – More Rules for Eating, and Living, in France”

  • Chic Mummy says:

    To complain must be a european thing…my in-laws are Greek, and I swear they are happiest when they are complaining lol!

  • lovemelovemycat says:

    My husband says I can complain with the best of ’em – about any and everything. So I guess if I pack my scarves and keep my hands on the dinner table, I’m France-ready? Now if only the crummy economy wasn’t keeping me stuck here at home! It’s always something!
    Have to admit, the fork thing kind of throws me though…

  • Lizzie says:

    What a nice post- fresh and un-cliched. Thanks for your perspective!

  • Anna-Kristiina Stockhausen says:

    Oh my God, that’s the reason why I love Paris, France and the French so much – I too love to complain! I’m from Finland and we enjoy a good complaint quite often.

  • Victoria says:

    That was such a cute post, gave me a giggle! I’m English so we also had to hold our forks “upside down” in the left hand and cut with our knife in the right hand. I’m very Americanized now so I get embarrassed to eat that way in public:)

  • Beautiful last comment. I had no idea about some of the etiquette in France. Thank for the lesson and the photos – lovely.

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