#québécois

[crazygnomenclature]

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[kitkat121306]

French Sanji is already a gem of a headcannon, now imagine that paired with French Canadian Chopper.

Someone: compliments Chopper

Chopper blushing: Tabarnac t’a pas besoin d’dire ça espèce de cul.

Straw hats: all turn to Sanji because he’s supposed to speak French

Sanji: I have no idea what he just said.

[quebec-officiel]

culture québécoise, politiques québécoise, niaiseries québécoises ⚜️

inspiré de @republique-francaise-officiel

frenglish is our langue officielle, home of québécisme de la semaine

fédéralistes DNI (je blague tout le monde est le bienvenu ici)

source de l’icône / source de l’en-tête

[pagan-stitches]

Cretons—French Canadian Pork Pate

Versions of cretons differ from region to region in Québec. In the comments on the recipe that I used most seemed to think the use of milk was odd, but one reader from Quebec City said it reminded them of the one from home. As my great-grandpa, Joseph Thibodeau, was born in St. Maurice, a little town between Quebec City and Montreal I decided to give it a try. I halved the recipe for my first attempt, as I did not want to waste a large quantity of ground pork if I didn’t like it.

Cretons is typically spread on toast for breakfast sometimes with a little mustard or pickle so I decided to use both. I had told my friend I was chatting to while it was simmering (with no little hubris) that of course I was going to make homemade bread to try it on. 🤦‍♀️

Well, the day did not go as planned, so there it is on store bought bread. 🤪

First, I fried the ground pork in bacon drippings. The author of the recipe stated that you could drain some of the grease if you must, but it wouldn’t turn out as smooth and creamy—and one person they knew even added bacon drippings.

Well, I’m always going to be that person. 🥓

Once the ground meat was turning a golden brown I added onion, garlic and spices (cinnamon, cloves, allspice, salt and pepper) and cooked it until the onion was soft.

Some people in the comments seemed to think the amount of the spices used was too low, so next time I may double the amounts used as I do like strong flavors. However, as I taste tested it while talking to my friend, I told her it was underwhelming at first, but then there was a burst of flavor.

I added milk and breadcrumbs and brought it briefly to a boil and then turned my burner to its lowest setting and let it cook, stirring occasionally, for two hours.

When it was done it was very creamy, and it mashed very easily with a fork. Next time I may blend it just a bit to make it easier to spread on the toast.

I quite enjoyed it for breakfast this morning and will be writing it out for the recipe box (I only bother writing out a recipe card if I know I will be making the recipe again).

@msgraveyarddirt @graveyarddirt

[daybringersol]

PSA that I do genuinely dislike being called canadian. ‘French canadian’ & ‘Quebecker’ are also terms I personally dislike, ‘Québecois’ is preferred, ‘Québécois’ with the two accents is the standard spelling of it, which is fine, ‘Quebecois’ without the accent is also fine. Anticolonialism includes Québec, as both coloniser & colonised; Landback & the preservation of Québec culture or even its independence are not mutually exclusive. (If you’re not sure how, here [link] are my thoughts on it.)

Small prononciation guide :

Québec -> Kay-Beck

Québecois (habitant of Québec, masculine form) -> Kay-Beck-Wah

Québecoise (habitant of Québec, feminine form) -> Kay-Beck-Was

Anyways, feel free to use, just reblog if you do !

[cepetriwrites]

Into the Storm Series Lore

I didn’t like the options of using italics or High Valyrian everytime a foreign language was spoken in Into the Eye so I got my anthropologist sister to assign languages (on the basis High Valyrian is like Latin) to the different free cities that I can use. Canonically these are now the languages in my fic:

(Side note: if anyone speaks speaks the languages on the western side of Essos, I’d love to use you instead of Google translate)

[everswanafter]

me when i stubbed my toe on a chair leg earlier: “TABARNAK, TABARNAK!”

my lovely bestie amélie on ft w/me: …tu dis?

and then i had to explain to her how quebec french uses the names of holy items as swear words (sacres) due to the social control and influence of the catholic clergy in the 19th century being a source of frustration (which eventually led to the secularisation of our government a century later but i won’t go into that now) and how we’re never beating the passive aggressive/condescending allegations…(although i suppose i cheated the system by being canadian american)

[lululover2001]

montréal, canada , LGBTQ+

[160b]

Aut'chose (1975), live au Jardin Des Étoiles de la Ronde, Montréal.

setlist:

Prends une chance avec moé

Le freak de Montréal

Pousse pas ta luck ok bébé

Nancy Beaudoin

Une saison en enfer

Debout

Sexe-fiction

Blue jeans sur la plage

Les Hou-Lops (cover)

Ch't'aime pi ch't'en veux

Bar-B-Q lady

Chanson d'épouvante

encore:

Prends une chance avec moé

[ascle]

Google traduction a ajouté le français québécois!

Et je dois admettre que c’est plutôt pas mal!

[virgil-upinthestars]

so, my dad went to notre dame, the college in indiana (*cue fight song*). but we're also québécois, so in my family, we pronounce la notre-dame de paris the french way, and notre dame (the college) with the most brutal east coast american accent you can think of. it was how we differentiated between the two. now, i might be québécois by heritage, but i speak french like a kid from butt-fuck cow country france (périgord vert my beloved), so my pronunciation is downright beautiful. french as fuck. québécois people think i was born in france. accent so strong i sometimes get a throat infection if i haven't spoken the language in a while.

well, i think i almost killed my french professor today when i was yapping about the notre dame football game (rip). i was in full bilingual mode, so my sentence was "perfect french perfect french perfect french NODER DAYME" and let me tell you that 40 y/o parisian almost had a stroke

[lapsed-lys]

April 3rd 2024

Entry #022

Laicity Law

Being Gen Z and religious in Québec (Canada) is a really strange experience.

(Incoming VERY long ramble about the experience of being Catholic under the Laicity Law.)

In 2019, Québec installed the Laicity Law ("Loi de la laïcitié de l'État"), which stipulates that any authority working for the State cannot show publicly any signs of their religious beliefs. For example, teachers (even private schools), State bankers, State attorneys, etc. can't wear any religious clothing or jewelry. If I were to be working in a museum, I'd have to hide my Rosary necklace under my shirts. It doesn't apply to students or the general public.

Being Gen Z and growing up with the mindset of loving everyone for who they are made me very reticent to the law in 2019, especially as I saw my Muslim friends being stressed out over this. Just this February, a group of people contested the law in court (which was denied). My feelings to that law changed a bit over time, though, especially with that mental exercise:

If I imagine any non-Catholic teacher coming up to school with religious clothing, I'd be okay.

If I imagine a Catholic nun teaching me with their full habit, I'd feel weird.

And it's a common observation amongst the younger Québécois (anecdotal, not proven).

The thing is, that law was made specifically due to the national trauma that we suffered under Catholicism. My parents grew up raised by nuns who would slap their wrists with a ruler, especially my mother as she is left-handed. My grand-parents are from the orphanage generation, the Duplessis Orphans, in which the Cardinal on Montréal signed a treaty with the president to intern all orphans into psychiatric institutions where they were basically enslaved and sexually abused continuously.

And so, of course I feel weird about being taught by an openly presenting Catholic, it's generational trauma! But it wouldn't be fair to just ban Catholics, and we don't want all that trauma to ever happen again... so the Laicity Law applies to every religion.

It's a bummer of a law, though I feel very sympathetic as to why it was put in place.

[pagan-stitches]

The Ice Cream Parlor, Fish Fries, Lent, and Smelt—or my French Canadian Immigrant Family’s relationship with Fish. 🤪

Joseph “Joe” Thibodeau’s confectionary store. We aren’t sure who is in the picture with him but it could be my great-grandma Ida and one of his brothers.

Joseph “Joe” Thibodeau’s confectionary store, 1910 in Ashland, Wisconsin. His little brother, William and little sister, Gertie are behind the counter.

When his daughter Lorraine (my granny) and her sister Therese were growing up in the apartment above the shop, great-grandpa changed his business from a candy store to an ice cream parlor.

But on Friday nights? They operated a massive fish fry. Until 1966 the Catholic Church required its congregation to abstain from meat on all Fridays, not just during Lent. And great-grandpa’s neighbors, like himself, were French-Canadian Roman Catholics. Joseph was born in 1883 in St. Maurice, Quebec. The family immigrated when he was two.

Wisconsin to this day is known for their fish fries—nowadays especially during Lent. Easy access to fish and a large population of Roman Catholic immigrants including Germans, Poles, and Québécois started it and the yummy food kept it going.

The time period my granny recounted to me was during the Great Depression and great-grandpa Joe was trying to figure out ways to make an extra buck.

Ashland is a port on Lake Superior, near the head of Chequamegon Bay—fish was plentiful and affordable. “A typical Wisconsin fish fry consists of beer batter fried cod, perch, bluegill, walleye, smelt*, or in areas along the Mississippi River, catfish. The meal usually comes with tartar sauce, French fries or German-style potato pancakes, coleslaw, and rye bread. The number of lakes in the state means that eating fish became a popular alternative.” Source

* Smelt are sometimes called "salvation fish" or "cucumber fish" because they are the first fish to return to streams in the spring after winter (smelt runs), and they smell like cucumber.

Some smelt species are common in the North American Great Lakes. Some species of smelts are among the few fish that sportsmen have been allowed to net, using hand-held dip nets, either along the coastline or in streams. Some sportsmen also ice fish for smelt. They are often fried and eaten whole (bones and all as Gran and mom always gleefully told us when recounting smelt dipping and the massive fish fry that ensued in the Marlow household of 14 hungry souls).

Wikipedia tells it pretty much the same as Gran and Mom:

In the Canadian provinces and U.S. states around the Great Lakes, "smelt dipping" is a common group sport in the early spring and when stream waters reach around 4 °C (39 °F). Fish are spotted using a flashlight or headlamp and scooped out of the water using a dip net made of nylon or metal mesh. The smelt are cleaned by removing the head and the entrails. Fins, scales, and bones of all but the largest of smelts are cooked without removal.

Creative Commons Source

Gran and mom said the family pretty much formed an assembly line catching, gutting and cooking the little fishies that they had netted in Lake Michigan and the tributary streams (Grandpa met Granny when he was working on the boats on the Lakes, but eventually they moved south to Mishicot near his family’s farm in Stiles).

Of course, mom’s family didn’t do it for sport but from need. Feeding a family of 14 on a school janitor’s salary was no joke!

Mom out at the lake

Grandpa John Marlow getting his feet wet after mass, I’m guessing!

Gramps and Granny at the lake.

Great Grandpa John again with my Uncle John and Aunts Vicki and Mary.

Edited to include the new picture of the storefront that I found an hour or two after writing this post.

[laurie-qui-lit]

Aesthetic de "Sombre Chaos" - Jennifer Pelletier

[daybringersol]

Alright so I just made a community for québecois.es, you don’t necessarily need to be québecois.es to join, but you do need to be talking about Québec. Have fun !

[cinecois]

On déjoue les plans toxiques du Joker avec BATMAN Aujourd'hui, on contrecarre les frasques du Joker avec le film BATMAN. Un québécois regarde des doublages français du film américain BATMAN (1989). ≡ Passes au Niveau Supérieur sur mon Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/cinecois