In Mon­treal, there’s some­thing called the Sea­sonal Rela­tion­ship The­ory (SRT for short.) Accord­ing to the the­ory, cou­ples tend to hook up in the win­ter and break up in the spring. And it’s true. Mon­treal win­ters are def­i­nitely the time for romance.  The snow-covered streets sparkle in the sun­shine. At night, win­dows glow with warm light. Though we’re all cov­ered up in lumpy shape­less coats and silly toques, there’s a lusty fire in our hearts. We want, nay, we need, to meet a warm spe­cial some­one to snug­gle up with on those cruel minus twenty nights. It’s a ques­tion of survival!


Despite the cold, I love the win­ter sea­son. I espe­cially love ice stak­ing in Parc La Fontaine and the Bel­gian hot choco­late at Au Fes­tin de Babette.


I also love win­ter because that’s when I met the FC. He was my Christ­mas present from the gods. Together, we kept win­ter warm. And luck­ily we decided not to break up in the spring.

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