This is what my housemates and I do at home while everyone else is at the pub:

It’s called a Milling Frolic.

After dinner last night, my housemates and I sat around trying to recall any American or Canadian folk songs (we’re all American or Canadian).  This resulted in some renditions of “She’ll Be Comin’ ‘Round the Mountain” and a strange Canadian song about beavers.  Those in turn resulted in a makeshift Milling Frolic.

At a glance, this seems like some strange Canadian ritual.  Once you get to know the practice though, you quickly realize that it’s a nice break from all the moose hunting, syrup collecting, and Canada Slamming.