Okay so there I am in a tiny urban grocery store, Carrefour’s City, maybe 1500 square feet, about the size of the potato chip section of a WalMart. At the check out I realize everyone of the seven shoppers I can see is buying tonight’s dinner: the older lady bought a salad a slice of ham and a half bottle of Bordeaux, the guy behind me a stick of broccoli, a minute steak, a bottle of mineral water and a bottle of rosé (Languedoc).
According to my doctor they were buying one day of food and a week of alcohol.
So this means a substantial chunk of the french population is alcoholic. Furthermore it means they’ll all die young. But the funny thing is they’re mortality rate is no worse than ours, and life expectancy the same…