Last Friday the Delegation generale du Quebec in Paris (16eme) had a street party to celebrate le fete nationale du Quebec, Saint-Jean Baptiste day. There was live music, Quebec beer, hot-dogs, and POUTINE promised, only we got there a little late(!) and they had run out of the poutine which was the big draw for us in the first place! Nevermind. Michelle had a chance to sing along to all the old typical French-Canadian songs, dance her strange little dance, shout and cheer and generally try and speak louder and with a stronger accent than all the other quebecers in the crowd. Me I lost my quebec status as soon as I opened my mouth, so I propped myself up against a wall, tapped my foot in time with the folk, and drank la Blanche de Chambly with Valerie as we laughed at the mayhem around us.

We had a ball.

Canada Day at the Canadian embassy here in Paris is this Friday night. I imagine Molsen will be the beer of choice for the English Canadians… we’ll have to see how it compares!