Way back in the heady days of 2010, I wrote about how I stared into the abyss of cheeseburger heaven/hell and how I’ll forever be searching for the perfect burger. With cheese of course. Well I almost found it! The thing with addiction and the perfect high, is that it’s pretty much always going...
Ok, everyone! It’s time for our much anticipated SECOND CONTEST EVER! All you have to do is guess the nine cheeses on our cheese platter! Simple, right? The person to guess the most correct cheeses wins. In case of a tie, the person who provides the most detailed correct answers wins. For example, let’s...
Don’t have a lot of time to write tonight. I have to pack because I’m going to *spits* Toronto this weekend for work. *spits* Toronto sucks. Montreal and *spits* Toronto have always had a rivalry, but it’s not even because I’m from Montreal that I feel this way. Pretty much all Canadians feel this way...
Yeah yeah yeah! Random thoughts are back. No numbers. No, no. Girlfriend stubborn and angry. Esperanto will be my next trick. Unu) It’s been more than a month now that I am jobless. Am I better? Yep. But I left a well compensated job for volunteering. Oh I am not going to build homes...
All summer Nicky had been asking me if I wanted to go check out the Miles Davis exhibit at the Montreal Museum of Fine Arts. And all summer she’s been bailing on me. This past Sunday, she didn’t cancel for a change and we went. Finally! The exhibit was an awesome trip through the...
My great-grandfather was in his 20′s when he brought his young family to Canada in the early 1900′s. He was a millwright, which meant that he understood machinery and structures. Being a millwright in those days was like being on the cutting edge of technology. He could build and fix anything and the New...
I didn’t get out of the office until 8pm. which was fine. It was quiet, I had some of my favorite colleagues around to talk to, and the company expensed my sushi. When I left the office, I figured it was a good time to hit the downtown bookstore for a Father’s Day gift...
Written numbers, numerals…can’t fool my love anymore. Gotta code my thoughts. I wanted to call Dan Brown to help me, but I had a brilliant idea. Morse code. Is this the first Morse code post in the world? If you concentrate and listen you might hear my thoughts. After the famous Philadelphia experiment, here...
Recently, Jen over at redheadranting wrote about Canadians. One of her commentators mentioned Poutine (pronounced pooh-tsin. Appetizing, I know.). Ahhh, the great Canadian response to the Big Mac. Mike and I had been discussing what cheese we would be reviewing next and voilà, the decision to review Poutine came about. For those of you...
Driving to Toronto from Montreal is a mind-numbing experience. The road is boring, the landscape has nothing to offer, and the destination…well, the destination is Toronto! Sorry Torontonians. Just keeping the rivalry alive. You know how it is Whenever I go to the big T, it’s usually for no more than 2 sleeps. 6...
