Ah, foreign Messes with strange sounding names.
FAF - Mont de Marsin. Lunch was unmemorable, apart from the carafes de Vin Rouge plonked [oh, a pun!] on the tables. I was advised my my FAF Escort, from Defence Sales, that it was not worth drinking. As he had occupied the adjacent office at 11 Gp in a previous existence, I allowed his advice.
RAAF - East Sale. Arrived at lunchtime after a 150 mile road trip from Melbourne. Hit the Bar and ordered a Beer. My escort was horrified ... "Er, mate, we don't drink at lunchtime". "Well, I do!". I have no memory of the food at all, but I guess I had some.
UK Army. Done a few Messes here and there, UK and HK. Totally uninspiring and starchy. Glad I joined the RAF!
Cultural differences are always interesting, and glad that HMQ sent me to assorted locations to experience them!
Mont de Marsan
Mont de Marsan