Qui Wedgeport

Wedgeport in the winter is a petite french tale of taste and culture.

I drove along the Tusket River, admiring long views with stretches of russet coloured dykes and saltwater haystacks.

Tusket River

Tusket River








I am still awed by the grandeur of the churches and houses in rural Nova Scotia.

Paroisse Saint-Michel

Paroisse Saint-Michel








I love the bright colours of the houses in Wedgeport, it adds a shrug of “je ne sais quoi” to our Acadian communities. This pink one captured my imagination.

Pink House on Commeau's Hill

Pink House on Commeau’s Hill









I found the Brioche d’Or Cafe & Bakery. I tasted the croissant, pain au chocolat, and the brioche and I remembered the little french cafes from Paris. The Acadiana from the coffee menu caught my eye.

Gluten & Dairy Free Star Cookies

Gluten & Dairy Free Star Cookies








My timing didn’t permit visits to the Sport Tuna Wedgeport Museum or Tusket Island Tours.

Wedgeport Tuna Museum

Wedgeport Tuna Museum








I did stop at Carl’s for Rappie Pie (Rapure), Robichaud’s Mincemeat, and a small treat bag of dried haddock. Dessert will be lobster sugar cookies from Brioche d’Or Cafe.

Wedgeport is a 20 minute drive from Yarmouth.

La Shoppe a Carl

La Shoppe a Carl


Festival Acadien de Clare 2010

Tribute to Herb LeBlanc

What an formidable festival this year! With a tribute to Herb LeBlanc, I was a  lucky girl, to  attend opening night with the band 1755 (brought together again for the tribute) and la Baie en Joie.

This festival is the oldest Acadian Festival and is a celebration of Acadian culture and heritage. Thousands of people from around the world come every year to join in the celebrations and what a party!

La Baie en Joie

The Band 1755 entertained  a crowd of over 1300 with ballads and songs that broke into dance and singalongs all night long! Every one under the big tent raised their voices to sing along to CB Buddy! Here are the words for the chorus, just in case you are lucky enough to find yourself in a group of Acadians.

Je leur crie salut C.B. Buddie, hallo honkey tonkey

Je chu tired de m’ouère promener sur les high-way

Ten-four, there teddy bear right-on rolling vagabond

Je chu tired de m’ouère promener sur les high-way

I now own a copy of 1755 CD available at the http://www.rendezvousdelabaie.com/

As usual, I ate la grosse coques rapure and quahog burgers, and enjoyed the company of warm and welcoming Acadiens! The special treat this year was Clams a Maurice, pan fried clams and eggs for breakfast, a new favourite!

To plan your visit next year check out the website http://festivalacadiendeclare.ca/


This post is from last year’s festival and as this years gets underway http://www.festivalacadiendeclare.ca/,  I find myself eagerly awaiting my visit. I will post a follow up next week. Come join the fun, and check it out if you can! http://www.festivalacadiendeclare.ca/

M’allo is the common French greeting I hear from one local to another. My Acadien friend explains “it’s a greeting that translates warmth and delight at seeing the other person”.

We are here to take part in the oldest Acadien Festival taking place in Clare, part of Yarmouth & Acadian Shores, or what we lovingly call the French Shore.

We arrived on the Friday night of the last weekend and put up our tents in our Acadien friend’s backyard in Belliveau’s Cove.

Accommodations arranged we headed over to the “big tent” in Clare (behind the social club) to a foot tapping night of music of “Rock d’la Baie” music for youth by youth. Our teenagers were impressed with the charm and good looks of the musicians as well as the music.

Saturday, we celebrated the Assomption day flag raising and mass “en francais” at Major’s Point Chapel in Belliveau’s Cove. My high school French stood me in good stead as I bonjour-ed and merci-ed with the gracious French speaking locals (most are bilingual), who advised us to head over to the market for some of the best “Fricot” on the French Shore. A chicken stew made with the same grated and reconstituted potatoes as rapure or rappie pie.

The tintamarre or “parade of noise” was next, so we spent the rest of the afternoon decorating the car in Acadien colours, flags and costumes. The kids decked in beads and paints, armed with pots, pans and horns infused us with the true spirit of tantamarre as they banged and blew along the noise lined streets from Saint Bernard Church to Little Brook. The end of the tintamarre we found ourselves back at the big tent, for another evening of Acadien and Cajun music for the closing concert. This packed event introduced us to Hert LeBlanc, Waylon Thibodeaux, Swing, La Baie en Joie and Les danseur’s d’Amber. This concert is not for the faint of heart, bring your own chair, know how to have a good time, and be open to exploring new and traditional foods.  It starts about 7:00 and lasts until the wee hours of the morning.

Late Sunday morning found us at the Roadside Grill for a traditional dish of “Rapure avec les grosses coques” or Quahaug Rappie Pie. The Roadside Grill is the only restaurant I know of that serves rapure with quahaugs or makes a quahaug burger (ask for homemade tartar sauce); both are must eats when visiting Belliveau’s Cove on the  Acadien Shores.

For more information on visiting Yarmouth and Acadian Shores