Hej Ey Canada!

In my little series of interviews the turn has come to our friends in Canada. This will be  different to the previous post Hej Hej Syria, which was extremely popular. Thank you for reading and commenting. If you haven’t yet read it please click here.

Why did I choose Canada? Oh Canada. Well, it’s a country that feels like a bigger version of my dear home Sweden. It’s probably five billion times the size of Sweden. Estimated well. I’m smart. We have a lot in common…moose, pine trees, ice, freakin coldness and the constant battle in ice hockey.

I asked one of my favorite bloggers Cyranny’s cove to help us out with answering some questions. How is it to have such a hot president? Is he really a rock star? Is Canada really the most polite country in the world or are they actually just one big East-Coast gangster fight?

Once you read this please check out her blog about her life and how she actually wants to live in Denmark. Oh well, I’m going to totally ignore Denmark and go ahead and talk about Canada. Happy reading!


Q: First and most important questions: Who has the best ice hockey team in the world?

A:  Ok, I must say I was a bit nervous when you asked me to do this, but it is starting rather easily! Canada, of course. We invented the game, so I guess the extra practice gives us an advantage… And not only do Canadians rule when it is time to jump on the ice, but the best team is here where I live, in Montréal! The Canadians have indeed won a total of 24 Stanley Cups. No other team has achieved anything close to that. But don’t look up this year’s statistics though… We didn’t even make it to the play offs. Meh!

Q: Since you probably failed the first question, I’ll continue. Who has the SECOND best ice hockey team in the world?

A: Aaahhhh… I see what you’re trying to do here! Sweden is a good competitor, but still, no match. You know I hate to put Denmark down (sorry for this, DK) but here’s a little hockey anecdote that really makes me giggle… In 1949, in a championship held in Stockholm, Canada destroyed Denmark’s team with a final score of 47-0. For those of your readers not so familiar with hockey, a regular game is an hour long. 60 minutes, 47 goals. Make the math…. I am still wondering if the Danes knew they could put a player in front of the net! But back to Sweden, I have to say, even if you don’t have the best team, you do have the best arena!!  That Ericsson Globe thing in Stockholm is amazing. No doubt the nicest place where Canada could beat Sweden!

Q: Why do you speak such strange French? Nobody understands you.

A: I think it is mainly to annoy people from France. They’ve been looking down on us ever since a bunch of them has come to live here, so it only seems fair that we get back at them, one way or another. But hey! We rock… After all these years, we’re still hanging on, even if we are surrounded by English speaking people! We must be doing something right!

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Q: Do you have an East Coast – West Coast fight like they do in US of A?

A) Canada’s motto is “From coast to coast” trying to give the impression that we’re so very united. It’s almost correct. But the truth is, there are a lot of “Québec against the rest of Canada” frictions. What can I say? We’re special, and we don’t exactly fit in. Funny thing is, though, both times we tried to separate, the other provinces didn’t want us to. Go figure!

Q: Tell me something about Canada that people probably don’t know

A) We have the only town in the world (in the WORLD) with a name that has two exclamation points! It is called St-Louis du Ha! Ha! (I have a feeling some mayor lost a bet way back then…)

Q: Are you in love with your extremely hot president?

A) I’ll give it to you, Justin is probably one of the most attractive country leaders of all time. But I am getting annoyed with the selfie-taking, and wife singing in public appearances… You’re not a rock star, Mr Trudeau, just run the country… Please!

Q: What’s up with Ogopogo the mysterious lake?

A) I have to be honest, I had to Google “Ogopogo”. LOL Ogopogo is actually the name of the “monster” that is supposed to live in Okanagan lake. I had never heard of the sea serpent before… But in my defense, British Columbia is at the other end of the country, and no one ever called me from Kelowna to let me know about it… I told you, we weren’t SO united!

Q: What makes you a proud Canadian?

A) I consider myself a Quebecker first, but I have to admit I am proud of being a Canadian too. I think Canada is a great place overall. We have great cities, yet most of the country is covered with nature. It is a safe place to live (thank God we didn’t pick up that gun craze going on South) and I think Canadians are nice, open minded and welcoming people in general. I have noticed how people seem to have a good opinion of us, when I traveled abroad. Some people even stopped me in the street because they had noticed the maple leaf flag on my back pack.

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Q: My favorite Canadian thing is the Poutine. Its so delicious and unhealthy. This is actually not a question. I just want to thank Canada for sharing this dish with the rest of the world.

A) Hehehehe I am glad you mentionned the poutine! It comes from Québec, and I wouldn’t be a true Quebecker if I didn’t like it! For your readers not familiar with the weird, yet simple dish, poutine is a plating of fries topped with cheese curds and brown gravy. Other toppings can be added, but I like to stick to the original. If you travel to Montréal someday, La Banquise is the place to go to experience poutine in the finest way. But don’t be disappointed if you don’t like it. Foreigners loooooove it, or find it really gross. There is usually no in-between.

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Q: Why are the people from Quebec obsessed with Maple syrup?

A) Québec produces 77% (say The Internets) of all the maple syrup in the world. So we know good syrup! Here, maple syrup is almost like wine, there are good years and not so good years, and the taste isn’t exactly the same, depending on where it comes from. It’s not just something we put on pancakes or waffles… We can use it in almost any recipe that requires sugar. At the turn of winter to spring, we have the maple season, called here “le temps des sucres” literally “sugar time”. People gather together at the sugar shack, building (usually in the forest) where maple tap is collected, and turned into syrup and all other maple products. During “sugar time”, these shacks become seasonal restaurants where you get served everything that can be topped with maple syrup; beans, eggs, ham, pancakes… And at the end of the meal, hot maple toffee is served outside, directly on the snow! Yum!!

Q: If you had a bunch of blogger friends to visit you, where would you take us?

A) Denmark! Oh shoot, you meant in Canada, right? Ok, New Denmark then! (yes, we have a town called New Denmark, in New Brunswick… LOL) I must say, I haven’t traveled much through Canada myself. But if I was to play the guide for you guys, and I got to rent a Tour With Cyranny bus… Well, I’d take you to Québec City because it IS the capital of the province, and it is beautiful. (we’re not big on castles, here, in North America, like in Europe… But Frontenac’s castle is a must-see) We’d go hiking and canoeing in Mauricie’s National Park… Perhaps not the most spectacular park in Canada, but I know it well, so we wouldn’t get lost! We could stop in Trois-Rivières, just because it is my hometown, and it’d be nice to stop by my parents’ and show them that the fellow bloggers I always talk about are not imaginary friends! I’d also take you to Drummondville, because you’ll never go there if not with me, and that’s where the poutine was invented. And last but not least, I’d give you a long thorough tour of Montréal, the city of festivals (there is ALWAYS something going on, in Montréal!) If you’d like to see a preview of that, you can type “If you came to Montréal” in the research box of my blog… I have several posts about it there! (see what I am doing here? Self promotion…. LOL)

Well I hope this was somewhat entertaining… It sure was fun for me to give you a little insight of my corner of this big country!

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Montreal


Thank you Cyranny! I enjoyed that and I’m sure the readers did as well. Make sure you start preparing that blogging trip we all are going on soon.

Hug me back

Sometimes you just want to express you love. For balls. Million balls. All of them. At the same time.

Welcome to the party

My colleagues sister is expecting her first child in the end of June and the other day she told me that her sister is currently looking for a diaper bag, stroller and a good caterer to bring food to the hospital.Wait.. what? I was sure I heard wrong.

She said, no, you heard right. Here in the United Arab Emirates, we order food to the hospital as part of our birth plan. Holy f***! I told her, in Sweden you are not even allowed to enter the ward as we protect our little babies against any kind of infections and here you guys throw a party?

She explained that before the child arrives they choose the hospital to give birth at and make sure that they upgrade to the biggest room (I know… upgrade! Its Dubai folks! Of course its possible!) to ensure as many people as possible can fit. After all you want everyone to visit you at the hospital and that way you know you don’t have to entertain them when you get home.

After choosing a good hospital, room and which kind of food they want people to nibble on while you lay there with a sore everything and wish they would go away, you have to choose decoration – balloons, flowers and give aways. Obviously people don’t want to leave without a goody bag right?

After all you don’t want there to be too much space to hang out. This way you can make sure that people wont stay long as there is not much room.

Spackle my teeth

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Guys, please let me know how body wash tastes. I’m busy with my elbow.

Try to eat it

English is not my mother tongue and even though I have lived abroad for several years the Swedish accent comes out of hiding every now and then. Usually like a little kinder surprise.

When I came back to Dubai after my vacation in Sweden last month, I had bought the cutes moose keychain souvenirs. It was a warning sign of a moose running over the street. We have them everywhere on the roads in Sweden. I bought one each for my colleagues in the department as they think it’s exotic. Or so I thought.

One of my colleagues that had been in a meeting the morning when I came back, suddenly came skipping towards me saying “I’m so excited about the moose you got us. Makes the start of the week so much better.” Ok, that’s great, I thought. Some people are just very happy to get souvenirs. I took the little moose out of the bag and gave it to him and just looked at me like a questionmark. “What is that”? He asked. “It’s the freakin moose you were so excited about” I said.

He looked at me sad and said “I thought you meant chocolate mousse!”

Ungrateful little shit…