It has French food. And German fare. And whatever they call it in England. Which, by the way, is one reason England has produced through the ages such fine wordsmiths: They've had to figure out a way to get people to eat their food. Yorkshire pudding, for example, isn't pudding at all. It is, rather, a sort of beef dripping popover. Now, the amount of beef drippings, aka fat, that a person uses in his or her … uhm … pudding is a matter of dispute. Some use a lot, some a little. But the fat is the essence of the thing. Americans call a loaf of meat a meatloaf, but the nation of Shakespeare and Donne astutely realized that it probably wasn't a good idea to call something a fat popover, or even a low-fat, really(!), popover. So they came up with Yorkshire pudding. Which, incidentally, they regard as a delicacy. So, be forewarned.

The point is, there is a lot of variation in the food of Europe, so, as odd as it may seem, the only continental cuisine you're likely to get is back in the States.

As I say, Europe is full of surprises like that.

For another example, you might think that Europe is not a funny continent. And, for the most part, you'd be right. Australia? That's a funny continent. Say the word Australia and people think of kangaroos. Kangaroos are funny. Say Europe and people think of museums and cathedrals. Museums and cathedrals are not funny. Unless, of course, you delight in the look on the faces of your kids when you tell them, "Hey, we thought we might go to the seashore and ride some roller coasters, go swimming, and eat funnel cakes. But we decided instead to go to Europe and tour museums and visit cathedrals."

That's funny.

Other than that, though, Europe just doesn't seem all that humorous.
But then you consider Monty Python and Italian governance and you remember that humor and Europe are not incompatible after all.