Our trip to the Great Polite North

Montreal's   Insectarium had their annual Insect Tasting. We (I) chowed on pizza with mealworms, nachos with South American queen ants, cricket maki, and other such gastronomic challenges. We (he) sweat profusely, laughed and discreetly dumped the three inch long, sauteed mole cricket into the trash.

An unexpected feature of the trip consisted of us staring slack-jawed at the Canadian TV commercial (Canadaganda) which involved a belligerent 'Amr kin' and the the words "Real men don't need to carry guns in Canada." Um...yeah. Is Molson worth it?

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