Canadian Thanksgiving, Eh?

This year, Dave and I went to Toronto on our mini-moon, not realizing that the day after our wedding was Canadian Thanksgiving, eh. Fortunately Canada doesn’t shut down the way we do, and we enjoyed feast after feast. In particular, we asked a local chef where to grab breakfast. He gave the perfect answer: “You go to St. Lawrence Market, you get a plain peameal bacon sandwich. No egg, no tomato- you can get an egg sandwich anywhere. Peameal Bacon Sandwich.” Peameal bacon is sort of like our version of “Canadian” bacon, only so much better. Dusted in cornmeal, it is tender and juicy. The sandwich itself made me want a nap afterward, but well worth it.

This year on Thanksgiving, I am thankful for my new husband, my family and friends, my health, and all future opportunities to discover new, delicious things.