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To: Neocon who wrote (132071)	5/7/2004 2:39:16 PM
From: Ilaine	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 281500

The French cuisine you admire, and the French cheeses, and the French wine, have not changed much since my ancestors left France. This was long before Marx, Lacan, Derrida, et al. appear to have poisoned the mind of so many Frenchmen.

To: Neocon who wrote (132071)	5/7/2004 2:40:51 PM
From: freelyhovering	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 281500

A lovely list. Besson also did The Fifth Element. A very creative movie indeed. I would add Patrice Leconte's Man on the Train and Girl on the Bridge as excellent French exports, especially the latter. myron

To: Neocon who wrote (132071)	5/7/2004 4:14:26 PM
From: Rambi	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 281500

I think the French cheeses that are imported are forced to meet American health standards, which include pasteurization, something they don't require in France and this destroys some of the flavor so that even the French cheeses imported here are less strong than their counterpart in France. We took a gourmet barge trip through Burgundy a couple of years ago, and were introduced to some Real French cheeses, and some of them were incredibly stinky, far stronger than anything you find in American stores. One of the worst (or best) was the epoisses which most of us politely sampled and passed on except for some of the men who decided it as some sort of macho test and with eyes narrowed tried to "eppoissez" each other under the table. (I made up that verb in case you couldn't tell). There was a sausage that had us spitting surreptitiously over the side of the barge too, but I forget what it was. We went to a wonderful shop in Beaune with the cheeses sitting out and the odor so strong you could smell it a block away. You used to be able to import the real thing through fromages.com. I don't know if the govt has clamped down on it or not.