France is such a diverse place; it would be somewhat inane to simply ask whether one has "visited France". The bohemian streets of Paris are worlds apart from the glamorous Cote D'Azur and the opulence of The Alps is a million miles from the Breton countryside.
I'd just checked into a fancy hotel in Paris. I walked into the ensuite, and there, floating in the toilet bowl was... well, I don't know how to say this in French... but someone had made a faux pas.
Some of my more significant French food memories include: curry eaten in a Parisian bookshop that was made (so we discovered later) in a cockroach-infested kitchen; some French men actually do have beards that smell of garlic (in the south) and crispy baguettes stuffed with dark chocolate make a cheap pain au chocolat.