What constitutes a picnic?  A bag of chips?  …a bag of chips with carrot sticks?  Is it the sandwich that  takes a backpack-full-of-snacks to the next level?

Then.

At what point does a picnic become a picnic for two?

At Piknic Electronik the picnic cannonical, must be explored.  Well… if you want to bring in some vino (and/or beer).

M.(/K.)S. and I  crossed our fingers and toes as our Piknic Basket was explored: two PB&J sandwiches, half a bag of carrot sticks, a full bag of fuzzy peaches and half a bag of pistachios.  Our bag searcher looked less than optimistic.  It ended coming down to the fact that we had two sandwiches AND the pistachios.

Phew we qualified.

Just barely for  two people.  We were fine.  Our beverages were fine.

Turns out: we’re not the only ones playing the game.  [Albeit a new game, up until this year, there were no food/drink stipulations.  One had beverage amnesty.].

Our perfect day was even more perfect as we danced and laughed with familiar faces.  As I shared our Piknik Qualification Standard experience to one familiar face, she smiled.  ’Oh, I just bring in everything that’s left in the cupboard… even if it’s moldy bread.  Easy.  I learned that lesson very early on.’

Yet again, we made something much more complex than it needed to be.

No matter.  …I still feel like a Montreal expert.  [Mostly because of Internet F.A.Q.'s which already have probably come into play half-a-dozen times, and I've only been here for one sleep].

…and most important of all: the day was destined to be perfect no matter what.  Amazing music.  Amazing company.  Amazing weather.  …smiles everywhere as each person tried to make the most of their summers!
It’s just another perfect example of something-you’d-never-have-to-think-about if it weren’t for the best city ever.

P.S. [and perhaps MOST importantly]: we did so well, we’re famous!