A key activity in Canada is going for dessert.
Initially this was a somewhat strange activity for me. Mind you, in the Middle East, where I was brought up, it was as hot as hell, yet dessert places were hardly present in the 80s and 90s. If you wanted ice cream, you went to the local convenience store run by a guy from Kerala and got a Kwality bar.
So, in Canada, in the land of ice and snow, you actually got dressed, went to, and PAID to eat ice cream?
First, if you or a sibling is treating, you have to convince the parents to come. Typical desi father reaction would be: "What, PAY to eat ice cream? NO WAY! I will go to No Frills now, get that box, and we can mash some bananas in the blender..."
Of course then your dad would tell your mom that he is only going "for the family" and he will not eat "anything". But you notice he still eats less for dinner ...
So the family goes to the dessert place.
And then spend 20 minutes trying to explain the menu to those who haven't been there before.
"No, Moo La La is really good... and no, Forbidden Fruits doesn't have anything haram ..."
Then usually the sibling who is NOT treating decides he (or she) wants an extra order on the side because the other sibling is paying, so they will order a shake.
The food, when it comes all at once, silences everyone.
After all, no one does dessert and crepes and waffles like Canadians!
Even the parents decide it was indeed good and passes the "Parent Restaurant Test" - which is that the food is something they could not have made at home, is indeed good, and worth paying for.
If you have a wife, you will know that chocolates and ice cream for some reason is the cure to every problem.
And then the drive back home your dad thinks they should really open a place like this much closer to home.