Jason quotes (apparently approvingly) a site that pontificates over French school menus and how they're so superior to what's served to children in America. Well, those menus sure sound impressive, but if you knew Montigny le Bretonneux for the drab suburb it is (though neighbor city Trappes is quite worse), you wouldn't base too much of your argument on this fictional reconstruction of meals provided in French schools. We also have this ship that we dare to call an aircraft carrier. This is like learning about Paris by watching Amélie Poulain. Glossy and all, but completely unrealistic.

I don't know about the situation in the US, but school is the last place I received any education about nutrition and the pleasure of eating. I learnt to love cheese from my family (my father is from Haute Savoie where we do the best cheese worldwide, if I say so.) In school you're just served pasteurized tasteless cheese. Well, yes, it's got a different name every day, but it's still white goo that has nothing whatsoever to do with the original.

I've been in half a dozen schools in several different cities, so I guess I know what I'm talking about. I've taken all my meals in school from age 6 to 18, I've been an intern for three years and I was a student representative one year in high school in the "Food Committee" (the only thing I achieved was to replace their excuse for soda by plain water.)

So I guess you can keep hating the French after all :| (?)