No, not the dance.  But something equally as exciting and so much more self-satisfying.  Unless you’re a gentleman watching some lovely French Ladies perform the time-honoured dance of the same name.  But we won’t go there….

I am talking about Canning.  Canning is preserving home-grown foods for consumption during the long, drawn-out, cold, miserable, kill your spouse for being cooped up with you for far too long Canadian winters.

Kinda makes you appreciate all the efforts you expended tending to that garden in the nine-million degree heat all summer long.  Dealing with the cabbage worms that were eating your lettuce, … Read more...