CONTINENTAL CUISINE
Before taking a family trip to Europe, we made a point of telling our two sons, ages 11 and 8, that we would be soaking in the local culture and enjoying fine Continental cuisine.
Translated, that meant: No fast food!
A few weeks later into the trip, we were in Austria when we came upon a McDonalds. My youngest son immediately ran toward it.
"Remember our rule," I yelled out.
"I'm not going to eat," he said as he threw open the door. "I just want to smell it."
