• PhobosAnomaly@feddit.uk
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    2 months ago

    I can write my knowledge of conversational French on an ant’s cock in black marker, but…

    I asked a French waiter one day what the French for “sparking rosé” was. It absolutely threw them. I suspect it’s the British obsession with rosé, coupled with the fucking heresy that is making wine fizzy to a man who was proud of his countrymen’s produce.

    I went down the “vin gazeuse?” route like one would do with bottled water, and he looked at me like I’d just shat on his dog. In the end, he just volunteered “vin avec bulles?” and I was like “you know what, that’s better than anything I’ve got so we’ll run with it”

    I’m pretty sure I gravely damaged Franco-British diplomatic relations there but whatevs, give me my fizzy pink wine, I ain’t proud 😊

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      2 months ago

      Rosé pétillant, could be an heresy for an old school winemaker or maybe in a luxurious restaurant, he was being snob either way.

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        2 months ago

        Oh man, are you a FR speaking native/expert? That’s awesome and I really appreciate your input.

        That, or I’m going to look like a prize twat next time I head over to Calais 😂

        Thank you Monsieur 😊

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        2 months ago

        100% agree.

        I had a glass earlier and told my other half that her already fantastic arse would look awesome in jeggings.

        Her face would suggest that she vehemently disagreed with my future visual assessment of her skintight posterior.

        I ain’t bothered 😊

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        It is, but they class champagne as it’s own class of drink, not to be confused with the ruffians that drink wine.

        It’s one of those situations that you know is a thorny one, but I just bumbled into it as a typical Brit.