tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1451211466898351699.post114706759029087047..comments2023-03-20T14:55:07.400+00:00Comments on Lynne Rees: Reading the menu. Paying the price.Lynne Reeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11852192697142140025noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1451211466898351699.post-4399178682505296652013-03-27T10:52:02.414+00:002013-03-27T10:52:02.414+00:00Thanks, John! Thanks, John! Lynne Reeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11852192697142140025noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1451211466898351699.post-80211309998844971762013-03-26T21:07:00.669+00:002013-03-26T21:07:00.669+00:00Fab photo Lynne - oh and the blog was quite intere...Fab photo Lynne - oh and the blog was quite interesting too!<br /><br />Johnjohndavieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00120775265015406792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1451211466898351699.post-29221126435375041592013-03-15T09:59:43.206+00:002013-03-15T09:59:43.206+00:00Your post made me smile - I remember our family...Your post made me smile - I remember our family's first trip to France, our first trip abroad! My parents scared rigid by the language looking to me with my minimal school French. Trying to order anything we might enjoy - after days of chicken my Dad branching out to try some different, enjoying it although it was a bit 'offaly', then checking what it was once we got back to the French dictionary to discover he'd eaten tripe sausage!<br /><br />It's hard to believe now but there was a time, not that long ago where 'foreign' food really wasn't commonly eaten in the UK. I'm glad times have changed!jemhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08181038873568527264noreply@blogger.com