Yes, it could be the red wine…or maybe their walking on a daily basis…or possibly the balanced eating…but, really, we know why Frenchwomen don’t get fat….you can’t eat much with a cigarette in your hand.
I will have to admit that France has gotten better. There are actually non-smoking areas in restaurants and the airports seem smoke-free. But, the French national habit has always been to break the rules. So, lighting up under a no smoking sign or in a restaurant’s no smoking area is very much a way of life.
When I lived in France, I smoked of course. Never really got thin, dammit, but felt like my lungs would implode if it kept up much longer. There really is nothing so satisfying as a cigarette after a meal or after six glasses of wine, but really, a cigarette between every course??!
That is what I remember about eating at the homes of my husband’s friends. First, I spoke little French and was ostracized, so I smoked and drank to keep myself busy. We’d have the appetizer and a cigarette. Then… the first course and a cigarette….followed by the entrée and yet another cigarette. Then, of course what would dessert be without your dessert cigarette?!
In the States, the Frenchman still smokes, but, of course, his outlets are limited….to, say, like our back deck and no where else….He stays thin.