As "American" as Apple pie

Saturday was SR (Spanish Roommates) birthday, yay! And on Sunday when I was lazing around in my LuLulemons (of course my makeup and hair were done though, my mother trained me well-you never know who's coming over) when our door buzzed. BZZZZZZ.

And in walked our new French 17 year old friends bearing an apple pie with magic candles.

I'm sorry, let me repeat that.

In walked 17 year old boys, carrying a homemade apple pie with special candles that never blow out.

Oh the French! So sweet! It was for SR's birthday of course.

I have eaten lunch at 2 Teachers houses and the desert has been apple pie for both times. Its a different sort of apple pie than at home, the apples are usually from their grandfathers garden or some other organic source and the apples are sliced on top of the pie without a crust over that.



Comme Ca!

So I think apple pies are some sort of true French tradition that the Americans STOLE from the French.

Anyways I can't imagine Canadians doing that. Even in university the boys barely offered me a slice of pizza. Nevermind cooked me an apple pie! Not that these boys cooked me a pie, but I can even less imagine a Canadian cooking a Spanish guy a pie!