Stuff you thought was so sophisticated the first time you ate it/did it?

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I’m having tomatoes on toast for breakfast and remember being offered that for breakfast in NZ on my first long haul trip 30 years ago when I was 18 and thinking ....bloody hell tomatoes on toast ...how sophisticated is that.

I grew up in a very working class household in which we drank wine once a year, on Christmas Day, so the first time I actually chose and bought a bottle of wine myself I felt very sophisticated indeed.

Salted caramel in New York in 2007. I was like ‘what IS this sorcery??’

Sitting down in a restaurant, perusing the menu and and ordering for myself.

I felt ever so grown up.

Admittedly it was Pizza Hut, but still....

I remember when coffee shops became a thing in the 90s. The one beside the office carefully spelt out what each drink consisted of and how to order it. My we felt sophisticated ordering our cap-hu-cinos.

I felt like the height of womanly sophistication when I took my BF out to dinner for his birthday (he was 20 and I was 18). We had steaks washed down with Mateus Rosé. Felt super posh.

Going to the boulangerie when I was 15/16 and buying breakfast. I felt like I was the height of sophistication sat outside reading vogue and eating a croissant.

Going to an Italian trattoria in London when I was 15 and eating risotto, I was the height of sophistication.

In 1971 my very glamorous big sister went to stay with a friends family for the weekend.
They lived in a beautiful ramshackle house, the dad was a university lecturer and the mum was a publisher( a mum with a job, exotic!).
When she came home she told us she had had white spaghetti. We were all curious because spaghetti was orange and came in tins.
That was my first whiff of sophistication.

A citron presse in Paris when I was 17.

Drinking Perrier aged about 9 in Paris with my mum. Late 70s. Water in a bottle.... fizzy and weird tasting but so sophisticated.

‘The first whiff of sophistication ‘ brilliant.

My mum thinking that a school friend's dad was 'exotic' (1985) because he wore open toed sandals and had been to San Francisco 🤣🤣🤣

Lasagne, at Bistro 5 in Leeds in 1979.

Sitting in a little Italian bistro in the early 70s have lasagne. The bistro was owned by an Italian family ...no chains in those days ...and the lasagne was grannie's recipe. We shared a bottle of wine ...the very height of sophistication and didn't eat until 8 o'clock To really finish off the super sophistication, the tables were embellished with empty wine bottles complete with lighted red candles. Ahh ...those were the days my friend ...we thought they'd never end ...then first baby ...terry nappies in a bucket ...but that's another story

Oh ...and the family had 2 restaurants next door to each other with an adjoining door between the two. The other restaurant was far more expensive than the bistro and definitely beyond us. But joy of joys you could ask for the desert trolley from the expensive restaurant to be wheeled through to the bistro so when we were feeling flush we went to even greater heights of sophistication and finished with choices from the sweet trolley. Peaches in brandy was probably the highest level of sophistication I ever reached

Oh the schoolfriend’s dad and white spaghetti 🤣🤣

Baked Alaska with Sparklers was served at a wedding I went to in the mid 80's at a very expensive Naice hotel in central London....served by waiters with napkins to every table at once
I sat there with my black peplumed skirt suit with scarlet stilettos my moused hair and AnaisAnais perfume and felt wooohooo that's so Amazing

My first grown up weekend to Dublin with a friend. Seeing Saturday Night Fever at the cinema and going to a night club after. Zivahgo where love stories begin at least that's what it said on the back of the bus!. Drinking red cinzano and lemonade and watching the fellas thinking that they were John Travolta . I was looking very trendy in my black velvet jacket rolled up jeans and black boots from Primark. And don't forget the berry worn French style

Having tea and scones with my best friend in a fancy café age 15, instead of going to McDonalds!

I never had cooked breakfast as a child, so when I did on a school trip, it felt like "lunch or tea" for breakfast.

Because my parents wouldn't buy me any designer clothes, I felt very sophisticated when I bought my first pair of Reebok Classic trainers. I also wore them without socks because they were so comfy!

Going for dinner at a Marriott hotel. I was dressed up to the nines and everything

Age about 17 at a friend's house where she cooked my a 'vesta curry', we didn't have Indian food at home because my dad doesn't like the smell.

I was so impressed.

The weird thing, reading others on here though, is that I'd done lots of things as a child eg my parents used to go to a company dinner dance and we (brother and I) would be taken to the hotel and either have room service or go to the restaurant, so aged about 12 I had sat in a hotel restaurant with my brother, ordered duckling in orange and a glass of coke from the wine waiter.

I'd flown solo to Australia, eaten in places in France and Italy, worn designer clothes. I sound like a brat don't I?