Welcome to my blog, eh? As a third year student at an American university, I'm often asked many ridiculous questions about my homeland. So, after two and a half years, I formally launch my study abroad blog to give you a glimpse of my crazy adventures and wacky Canadian customs that I inflict on my American friends. "Inflict" is obviously not the right word, though, because they love it <3
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| The beautiful maple leaf soars high above the stars and stripes |
Cheese. In my suite, refusing an offer of cheese is earns you a spot on the wall of illegal activity. I absolutely love cheese and as one of my favourite foods, I was happy to see that my American friends also enjoy this pastime! I was horrified, though, to hear about a very popular kind of cheese here, appropriately named "American cheese." You would think they would just call it cheese...
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| Oh, Canada! What is this?!? |
Americans put this cheese on everything - grilled cheese, burgers, sandwiches, you name it! Ew. Why eat a mixture of different cheeses when you can just eat them in their original form? I'd like say that I embrace this part of American culture, but I've decided to stick to my sharp cheddar and swiss, thank you very much.
While we're on the topic of food and drink, you may ask yourself what would be in a typical Canadian meal. Canadian bacon? Maple syrup? Actually, it would look almost exactly like an American meal. Huh. One tradition, though, that I've started imposing on my friends here in America is what they like to call "Canadian crack." Confused?
The first thing you need is fresh, untouched snow, which isn't hard to find in Canada, but can be quite challenging in Boston (it was 9C today, for goodness sake!).
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| This would work just fine |
Canadian crack basically consists of eating warm maple syrup in snow, a glorified snow cone of sorts. Essentially, you pour a line of syrup in the snow and attack it immediately with spoons.
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| Like so... |
You may think this sounds boring or that you know exactly what it would taste like, but I guarantee it is better than you can ever imagine! My American friends are now very excited when it snows, and I am proud to say they are now addicts!
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| Look, Mom! I have American friends!! |
Thanks for reading and I promise to share other cultural adventures with you all soon!
