Cuisine bourgeoise

My husband and I are fifteen years apart When I met him I was twentyone years old He was thirtyfive For the people of our small town in the center of France I am a whore A gigolo A selfserving little slut Thus begins Cuisine bourgeoise which evokes through the story of social dinners he is forced to attend the hell of contempt condescension and icy ostracism that the local bourgeoisie subjects the narrator of this film a young homosexual of twentyone living in a couple with an older man in the very small town on the banks of the Loire where his partner is a prominent notable