Celebrating my Frenchness
This weekend in Coquitlam you will find an energetic celebration of Frenchness in the Festival du Bois.
Unbeknownst to me before my brother’s francophone girlfriend Chantal pointed this festival out to me, the Vancouver area has a fairly large French Canadian population – specifically in Maillardville, Coquitlam. According to Chantal, there will be copious amounts of jigging and poutine at said festival.
Adam and I had planned to join her and my brother at the festival this Sunday, hoping to see some fantastic fiddling and savour real french canadian poutine (which is definitely not what you get when you order it from A&W or New York Fries, and which I miss greatly) and just generally check out a french canadian party. Hopefully we will still make it out.
In the meantime, we will try to celebrate our frenchness the Coquitlam way. Yes, I may be completely anglo, but I was at the very least born in Montreal, so I can pretend for a weekend. Who doesn’t want to jig and eat poutine?