I am sated
Three words: cabane a sucre.
I stuffed myself with ham and potatoes and oreilles de criss and beans drenched in maple syrup, and tasted goood. I was with my mum's family, of course. Naturally, Dad had to work this weekend, so he wasn't there, and neither was my Oncle Paul. Meanwhile, my taciturn cousin Phillipe brought his terminally shy girlfriend to the get-together, so the women outnumbered the men by a phenomenal amount, as usual. Only seeing as Phillipe doesn't talk much and Virginie (the girlfriend) doesn't seem to talk at all, it was almost like they weren't there. So I spent most of my time chatting with my brother and my cousin Elyse. Fun times.
I stuffed myself with ham and potatoes and oreilles de criss and beans drenched in maple syrup, and tasted goood. I was with my mum's family, of course. Naturally, Dad had to work this weekend, so he wasn't there, and neither was my Oncle Paul. Meanwhile, my taciturn cousin Phillipe brought his terminally shy girlfriend to the get-together, so the women outnumbered the men by a phenomenal amount, as usual. Only seeing as Phillipe doesn't talk much and Virginie (the girlfriend) doesn't seem to talk at all, it was almost like they weren't there. So I spent most of my time chatting with my brother and my cousin Elyse. Fun times.