I have a short story up on The Fiddleback. It's called "Witness My Hand and Seal" and you can read it here.
And because you should never say that I didn't give you nothin', here's some pictures of Montreal Food.
It's Poutine! This type of Poutine is called L'eau a la Bush. I don't know if that means it subscribes to the Bush Doctrine or what. This Poutine comes with steak, oignons, and champignons. That's steak, onions, and mushrooms, for those not familiar with all that Frenchy Froggy Montrealy funny business:
Poutine is now such A Thing that they serve it at Burger King all over Canada. I saw this sign in at the bus station in Barrie, Ontario:
This is Poutine a la Mexican, and it is not from Burger King, but rather from the Secret Menu at Frite Alors:
Yeah, that's Salsa. Viva la Mexican et la Poutine!*
*I'm from everywhere.
Poutine looks really gross, huh? And I went to eat it after 1) Eating a smoked meat sandwich; 2) Then going to hot yoga. So I was like, "Non! Non! Le Gravy and le cheese curds on les frites make me sick! I desire only le side salad!"
Then I took a bite and discovered that it was, as this guy puts it, "Not un-tasty." Quite the reverse, actually.
More on smoked meat sandwiches, Montreal, thoughts, and sunshiney mornings, coming soon!