My school in Florida had a lower division (K-6) and an upper division (7-12). Back then, one of the things that you did as a rising 7th grader was pick a language to study--at the time, the choices were French and Spanish. So at the ripe old age of 12, I based my decision on the food--figured, I could get all the Spanish cuisine I wanted in Tampa but French would be more of an adventure. And, yes, we did have some great French food experiments in class. We also had to do "folded sheets" every day for memorization which may have scarred me for life in learning languages
I think it's sad all around. Not the banning of the incessant parties and cupcakes and garbage--we didn't have that and, in fact, I don't remember parents being around much at all in school except for big events and when you got in big trouble and to me, that was a good thing. But not being able to bring my 13 year old self's first attempt at French Onion Soup for that month's class lunch or the teacher rewarding us for translating a recipe for croissants with her version of the real thing. It's sad that the kids will miss those things.
"Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad." Miles Kington