We sat down at the restaurant and the waitress brought out a bottle of wine. I don’t think I even got glanced at during this ‘wine tasting exchange.’ I held back and just looked incredulously at him as we continued our lunch date like nothing strange had happened…
She poured the red into Matthieu’s glass and asked him, ‘C’est bon, Monsieur ? ), to which he replied ‘oui, c’est bon’ (yes, it’s good) and then the waitress filled get asked if I wanted to try the wine?
A few days ago, as an American friend of mine was telling me all about her new boyfriend and how he had asked her out with flowers, I realized how different courtship and dating is for teens in France and the US. Americans go on formal dates; we keep things secret. The word “date” has no equivalent in French, and it’s simply because we don’t go on them.
Americans only say “I love you” after months of dating. You might wonder how people get to know each other then.
And when “je t’aime” becomes a regular sentence pronounced in the relationship, it will also be kept private: I’ve never heard some of my friends who have been together for years say “I love you” to each other. Our cultural differences start from the little things, and I find it beyond intriguing to see how the country we live in influences even the way we act in our love life.