Sugar Shack
Funny how distilled sap from a sugar maple tree brings together people under one huge cabana without even a beach, a warm climate or even people in skin clad outfits...I suppose people just drive over for the food and the fresh air.
But not this shack.
This maybe just the only establishment in over 40 miles radius where they serve alcohol, have dance music, a live entertainer who can't even hold a note but can play three instruments to make music: his trumpet, harmonica and his lap top...The best part of this field trip with colleagues is the feeling that this 45 minute ride somehow turned back time. Somehow turned back civilization clock to land amomgst people who still dance To "Get Down" by the backstreet boys, the time when they were still human and square dancing.
The villagers seemed happy, specifically this over weight one full of energy. He must have been born and even grew up in this shack to know every dance move to the song your uncle Carl is singing.
But set aside the negativity, I did not come to Montreal for a week to get even more depressed...I still had fun despite these indegenous....my friend blob was there: my bestest friend slash partner in crime and Big Momma to represent me in case and legalities arise.
We ate and splurged like glutons, talked with out mouths full, this cannot be helped if the menu included eggs, ham, bacon, beans, bread and condiments all unlimited, as much as you want. Although the waiitress who served us seemed nice, she was quite quick to put up a small sign indicating that the ticket price does not include the tip. First I have never been in a shack where you have to tip, from the rustiness of this cabin, I was not expecting this new world idea to be implemented and second, there are better ways to imply tipping is courteous.
This reminds me of a cruise one time where the girl who served me my drinks asked for tip twice saying that the price of the drink did not include the tip. I tip very well thank you and yes i did tip her....she just did not see me put it in the tip glass and when I asked the other barteder if he saw me tipped he nodded yes. The second time she asked for tip, I explained to her fervently that a tip is a voluntary reward for appreciation of the quality of service given to you...then I said that the service you give me is really annoying and took back my tip from the jar. Thereafter, whenever she tried to serve me, I would ask theother bartender.
Then the ten minute dancing until they put in that song with "le centre d'achat" which nobody knows how to dance and did I mention square dancing.
Thank you Cabane a sucre Lalande for making my week here definitely original!
But not this shack.
This maybe just the only establishment in over 40 miles radius where they serve alcohol, have dance music, a live entertainer who can't even hold a note but can play three instruments to make music: his trumpet, harmonica and his lap top...The best part of this field trip with colleagues is the feeling that this 45 minute ride somehow turned back time. Somehow turned back civilization clock to land amomgst people who still dance To "Get Down" by the backstreet boys, the time when they were still human and square dancing.
The villagers seemed happy, specifically this over weight one full of energy. He must have been born and even grew up in this shack to know every dance move to the song your uncle Carl is singing.
But set aside the negativity, I did not come to Montreal for a week to get even more depressed...I still had fun despite these indegenous....my friend blob was there: my bestest friend slash partner in crime and Big Momma to represent me in case and legalities arise.
We ate and splurged like glutons, talked with out mouths full, this cannot be helped if the menu included eggs, ham, bacon, beans, bread and condiments all unlimited, as much as you want. Although the waiitress who served us seemed nice, she was quite quick to put up a small sign indicating that the ticket price does not include the tip. First I have never been in a shack where you have to tip, from the rustiness of this cabin, I was not expecting this new world idea to be implemented and second, there are better ways to imply tipping is courteous.
This reminds me of a cruise one time where the girl who served me my drinks asked for tip twice saying that the price of the drink did not include the tip. I tip very well thank you and yes i did tip her....she just did not see me put it in the tip glass and when I asked the other barteder if he saw me tipped he nodded yes. The second time she asked for tip, I explained to her fervently that a tip is a voluntary reward for appreciation of the quality of service given to you...then I said that the service you give me is really annoying and took back my tip from the jar. Thereafter, whenever she tried to serve me, I would ask theother bartender.
Then the ten minute dancing until they put in that song with "le centre d'achat" which nobody knows how to dance and did I mention square dancing.
Thank you Cabane a sucre Lalande for making my week here definitely original!