Canada, Poutine and Gay Marriage

I have such a bad memory, but my German aunt doesn’t, so she clearly reminded me that it’s been almost 10 years since the last time I set foot on the Great North. So there I was, on the 14th of October, arriving to Toronto Airport, where my cousin Karen and her fiance, Cheyenne, were waiting for me.

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Niagara Falls – Far out, bro! 

Karen and Cheyenne are two wonderful girls, and the most important reason for me being there was their wedding… and eating poutine again! (Poutine is a Canadian dish, originated in the province of Québec, made with French fries and cheese curds topped with a light brown gravy.)

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Lake Ontario 

So there I was, at this beautiful chapel, while Cheyenne was standing there by the atrium, waiting for my uncle to walk my cousin down the aisle. Suddenly, all the attendees stood up, turned to the entrance and there she was, holding my uncle´s arm with a shy smile on her face. My uncle looked proud, happy and, honestly, he brought it, wearing that pretty awesome suit.

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Anyway, where was I? Right, #LoveIsLove and poutine is awesome. So, the ceremony was fantastic and I couldn’t be happier that I got the chance to be there with them.

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Going back to my Canadian experience, well, my neighbours have taken their love for poutine to the next level. While I was there I had pizza topped with poutine, regular poutine, poutine and eggs and I reckon somewhere in Toronto they were selling poutine icecream (this last one might not be real at all).

So, that was part of my abroad experience this 2016. After my cousin’s wedding I crossed the border into the USA, headed to Washington D.C, then to NYC. But that’s for a different post.

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PS: Canada’s Prime Minister, Justin Trudeau, certainly is a beacon of hope for the Americas and the Western countries, as he understands how a global civil society should work together towards development, tolerance, and respect. In times where racist and authoritarian leaders rise in the horizon, we should be suspicious of behaviors that equal to those seen in fascist, nationalist and tyrannical regimes from our recent history.

Top 10 Things to do While unemployed

Ten things to do while unemployed:

Update your freaking CV. Really, many people have horrible CVs, I used to be in that category. Just send your CV to a couple of professional friends and ask them for free feedback.

Read. I just found myself in a place filled with amazing books; my parents have an awesome book collection. My goal is to read at least a couple of books per week (no, I won’t even get close to the Twilight series, 50 Shades, nor any of Paulo Coelho’s works).

Exercise. That will keep your body and mind active. It is said, somewhere, that an active body fosters an active mind. Go for walks, run, join a gym, train yourself in the dark arts of yoga.

Learn a hobby. Like bad ass gardening bro! Or something less intense like cooking, carpentering, writing, languages, fucking knitting mate! You won’t regret it.

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Yeps, pretty much

Write your memoirs. It’s like a ‘classier’ diary, give it a try, you don’t have to start with a “when I was born”, start whenever you want to. This is great therapy, putting your life in retrospective and, somehow, finding where you succeeded and failed.

Reconnect with people. What happened to those friends from highschool? Where are your old mates from your bad ass yoga club from college? Try finding them and reconnecting with them (I said reconnect, don’t stalk your ex’s, that’s just creepy).

Let your elders tell you about “those days”. There’s nothing like listening to your parents, aunties or uncles reminiscing about the good old days. But remember, there are some things you don’t need to know, (like how many guys your 60 year old auntie has screwed).

Clear and clean your environment. It’s like that Fungi religion says, get rid of old things in order to let new things in. Clean your room/garage/living-room, etc, let that good energy flow freely through your unemployed premises.

Hippie-travel. Plan a low budget trip to wherever you want to go, in or outside your country.

But let´s be honest, you can´t

Remember, being unemployed isn’t bad at all, it means you now have time to enjoy the ‘wonders of the free world’, so go and freaking enjoy the shit out of them bro!

Smile. Unemployment isn’t the end of your career, it’s just a wee pause. Smile for all the good things that you do have. You might be a bankrupt-heartbroken-unfit son of a bitch, but hey, at least you have internet access and a laptop to read this awesome post, don’t you? I even bet you are having some Starbucks with one of those 2×1 sweet/soft muffins, right?

Ps1. Thanks to all my friends and relatives who make me smile every single day and keep supporting me with their inspiring words like “find a job you lazy arse” or “it’s 11 am and you are still in bed you bum!”.

Ps2. Oh, to all my readers, honestly, I posted about human rights and peace and I get the lowest amount of visitors in the history of this blog; but I post about pork fat, poutine and 50 Shakes of Grey and I get the highest numbers, really?

O Canada (O Poutine)

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Oooooo Canada

“O Canada, Our home and native land!
True patriot love in all thy sons command.
With glowing hearts we see thee rise,
The True North strong and free!”

The True North, strong and free. Yes, that’s in the lyrics of the Canadian anthem. Canada is one of my favourite countries for many good reasons: I have very good friends there, I have some family there (legal residents, in case you were wondering), amazing landscapes and lots of fresh air. Canadians are, by far, the nicest and most polite people in the world; plus, they have Tim Hortons, and they invented poutine.

Canadians have mastered many things throughout their history: the awesome uniform their Royal Canadian Mounted Police wears, tolerance to extreme Winters, lacrosse, multicultural society, the art of sticking together (yeps, I’m talking to you Quebec), gravy and poutine.

Oh yeah, that's the stuff

Oh yeah, that’s the stuff

I first discovered poutine in 2001, when we went to a regular fast food restaurant in Montreal. A Mexican friend, living there at the time, ordered it for us. Oh poutine, when it arrived it looked just like fries covered with brown gravy and curd cheese. The combination of perfectly fried potatoes, brown creamy gravy and melting curd cheese was outstanding. It was love at first bite.

“dreams are made possible if you try” – Terry Fox

“dreams are made possible if you try” – Terry Fox

There’re different stories on how this Canadian dish was invented, my favourite is the following: Fernand Lachance (Warwick, Quebec) claims he invented poutine in 1957, while making it he said: ça va faire une maudite poutine (“it will make a damn mess”), et voila! Poutine is freaking delicious (although, not that nutritious), it’s a ‘must eat’ when you stop by the up north.

Ps. Another important thing Canada has given us is Terry Fox (July 28, 1958 – June 28, 1981). He was a Canadian humanitarian activist for cancer research. Terry Fox, with an amputated leg, started a cross-Canada run to raise money and awareness for cancer research. If you click on the picture to your right it will take you to a wonderful written post on how Terry Fox has influenced positively Canadians through his example and remembered every year at the Terry Fox Run.

Ps2. mmmmm Poutine!