In real life, one of my colleagues went to Belleville one day to buy some live Caribbean crabs since his wife (from Martinique) was going to make stuffed crabs for us at the office the next day.
Well, they were very lively with strong aggressive claws and they managed to rip the plastic bag in the metro. Apparently people were screaming as the nasty creatures scuttled around the subway car, and he said he was lucky that nobody pulled the emergency alarm before he could recapture them.
Just thought of one that people outside the UK won't (I imagine) know, from the formulaic Carry On series, in this case Carry On Up the Khyber, a skit on all those old "The natives are restless, Carruthers" movies set in imperial times:
I loved Les Saveurs du palais. Would like to see it again.
Of course Mitterand's version of down-home cooking was rather different from that of George W Bush (odd too, given the family background of the latter). I don't know if anyone has yet filmed the famous scene when Cécilia decamped to eat lobster rather than burgers in New England.
I watched Toast online, of course a lot of dinners, from too little to too much food, but what hit home was the school milk programme. I see that Nigel Slater was also a boomer, and there was a postwar cult of milk as a sign of prosperity and health. A teacher also forced me to drink a little bottle of cow milk and I turned a violent red colour and was taken to the nurse. Nobody believed in allergies back then and they thought I was just being "difficult". Now intolerance is trendy, which may make matters easier for true allergics but is rather galling.