I could tell there was a problem when I drove into the school car park. Seven or eight mothers all talking at once. A bad sign.
I joined the group. Nathalie turned, ‘Did you know there hasn’t been entrées on the menu for the last two days?’
No, I didn’t know. Iona and Joe have eaten at home all week. The school cook is on holiday and there is a temporary school cook this week.
‘What have the children been eating at the canteen?’ I asked.
‘Well, a main course, cheese, pudding, and fruit BUT there hasn’t been an entrée. Disgusting.’
So, if you invite a French family for lunch forget the entrée at your peril!