Le Tourtiere de la Mort

We went to the “Cabane a Sucre” on Friday, which is a sort of celebration of french-canadian culture, where we eat tourtiere and beans and guzzle maple syrup and fun stuff like that. Unfortunately this year the tourtiere (at least I think it was the tourtiere) was a little off. Friday night Mack was up all night sick. Saturday morning Emily and I got it Saturday morning, and Jenn got it later Saturday after going out early and running 7 km in a relay running race. We were all sick right up to Monday. When Jenn called into the school to let them know the kids wouldn’t be there, the receptionist said “This may sound like a funny question, but were you at the Cabane a Sucre on Friday?” Jenn asked why, and found out that half a dozen families or more that went to the Cabane a Sucre had kids out of school Monday. I’m swearing off tourtiere for a while.