We're Canadian, so DH and I were taught French in school. We're not fluent, but we muddle through.
We're touring in Scotland and the French has come into play in small ways from time to time. (I've come to discover that being able to say Please, Thank you, Sorry, and Excuse me in several languages goes a long way!)
One evening, we had a nice French/English chat with a family at the guest house.
The next evening, the mom came to me for help in reading the menu.
She was ha king trouble with "roast haunch of Lochhabor venison."
Not high-school french vocabulary!
Her first question was was it meat or fish?
Okay I could answer that's it's meat.
Four legs or two?
We then ruled out it being beef, pork or mutton. But we did not know the word for deer.
The Italian speaking teenager across the room leapt up and pulled up Google translate on her iPhone.
She had to set it up, because none of us understood the Italian instructions, but we managed.
So there we were English-French-Italian, with Google translate and me making antler signs on my head.
Finally, the Dad exclaimed "Like on the Dalmore Whisky!" (The logo is a stag)
Success! Big grins all around.
(The next day, I realized I probably should have just said 'Bambi' and cleared it up right away.)