Last week on Tuesday I was invited to a Canadian Thanksgiving. I don't know how honest I should be here, but I actually didn't know Canada had a thanksgiving. It was great fun- and if you are interested in following my Canadian friend's blog you totally should- The Kremer family is great and they have a really interesting story to tell. In fact, you should check it out just to get an idea of how different Scotland is from North America. I think he has done a great job of portraying it on their family blog. Mark and Raeleen have been great to get to know and just great people. Mark was actually born in San Diego- at a Kaiser and it could be possible that we were born at the same one. He and his family moved to Canada and he later met his wife and they are now in Edinburgh with their two children ( who are super cute). The food at this Thanksgiving was amazing. It was prepared by Angela, a canadian who grew up in Vancouver but went to University of San Diego. She married an English guy who the moved to Canada and after returning to the UK sounds completely Australian. They have one son. Adrian and Christine also came. They are English folk with two daughters and they had me over for an amazing meal just a couple days before Thanksgiving. (Although, after Thanksgiving I am gathering that Christine didn't cook that meal, I have come to believe that her best pals Marks and Spencer did the work. They seem to be great guys and she seems to know them very well.) Adrian and Christine had never had a Thanksgiving and it was great to share a piece of our North American Culture with them. Sidenote: At this dinner I found out that in the UK when you go to the cinema they do not put butter on popcorn and I am still trying to wrap my mind around this. It bothers me greatly.
I wish we had taken a group photo- but the picture of the pies I made and the plate I ate will have to do.
SJ- Will you mind stirring the eggs while I go do something.. SJ leaves
SW- Sure, (I think to myself)" hmm, I wonder if they always cook eggs in a pot"
SJ enters room
SW- Do people make scrambled eggs in a pot usually?
SJ- Hmm, well I have always made them that way.
SW- thinks to self "hmm, these take forever to cook this way, I wonder what is so special about them"
SJ prepares the smoked salmon on the plate and looks over at the pot of runny eggs that are looking like a soup mixture
SJ- well that is how I like my scrambled eggs.
SW- Like this? Like soup? I can't do that. I want to be able to try but I need to cook mine
SJ uses a soup ladle to pour her eggs on her fish
SW- I think I will cook mine :)
So as open minded as I want to be- I can't eat Egg Soup. Give me time, you never know!
Later the day we went on an amazing hike and I can't wait to go back for my next visit.
Virginia Woolf once said, "One cannot think well, love well, sleep well if one has not dined well"