tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12624260.post8139203935288485467..comments2023-09-16T08:57:22.030-07:00Comments on oogu: honeymoon - day 2Bughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05112909837995062972noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12624260.post-69029741275709294222007-02-15T21:25:00.000-08:002007-02-15T21:25:00.000-08:00I think Canadians should petition to have "Differe...I think Canadians should petition to have "Different fries for different guys" be their national motto. Awesome.roonihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15053389686241678369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12624260.post-8352941462600929302007-02-15T14:27:00.000-08:002007-02-15T14:27:00.000-08:00Oh! That's why then! Yeah, I was walking out of ...Oh! That's why then! Yeah, I was walking out of the Metro with Manda towards the Stade Olympique when I started to hum the beginning of Fanfare for the Common Man. I had no idea why. It didn't register that it was something actually playing it. I thought I had just heard some sort of mechanical industrial sound whose natural pitches were the same intervals as the opening to Fanfare.<BR/><BR/>Wow. Fascinating.Bughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05112909837995062972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12624260.post-52878583361893060462007-02-15T00:31:00.000-08:002007-02-15T00:31:00.000-08:00Awesome. And yes, here's my testimony:Seriously, ...Awesome. And yes, here's my testimony:<BR/><BR/>Seriously, everyone, the girl LOVES potatoes. I'm not sure I've ever met anyone so dedicated to her enjoyment of potatoes.<BR/><BR/>Sharlene, you'd be so unhappy with how the Canadians have repeatedly defiled the potato -- fries just aren't fries there, even without the curds 'n' gravy. I'm sorry.roonihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15053389686241678369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12624260.post-92155683526110565172007-02-14T11:23:00.000-08:002007-02-14T11:23:00.000-08:00Wow ... way to go, Canada. Good job alienating po...Wow ... way to go, Canada. Good job alienating potato-lovers the world around.Bughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05112909837995062972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12624260.post-25437973109788999802007-02-13T22:48:00.000-08:002007-02-13T22:48:00.000-08:00Amanda will testify that I LOVE all things potatoe...Amanda will testify that I LOVE all things potatoes. I didn't think it was possible to make a potato that I wouldn't eat...<BR/><BR/>Just one more reason to hate Canada.Sharlenehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00150189737554506527noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12624260.post-76379384710822847542007-02-13T21:40:00.000-08:002007-02-13T21:40:00.000-08:00I kept thinking that poutine tastes like something...I kept thinking that poutine tastes like something the British would cook up if they were trying to imitate chili-cheese fries -- they'd use all the wrong stuff, make it more bland, and act all excited about it.<BR/><BR/>And Ben, when I read your comment about Fanfare for the Common Man, I thought, "When were we talking about that recently?" .. then, "Oh yeah, when we were coming out of a Metro station in Montreal." So, yes, he was humming Fanfare for the Common Man in Montreal (but maybe not the whole time).roonihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15053389686241678369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12624260.post-78730975932090879592007-02-13T10:59:00.000-08:002007-02-13T10:59:00.000-08:00And why fanfare for the common man? Because of th...And why fanfare for the common man? Because of the Olympics?Bughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05112909837995062972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12624260.post-75241902019720537602007-02-13T10:58:00.000-08:002007-02-13T10:58:00.000-08:00Yeah, poutine looks foul, but it's okay. Not the ...Yeah, poutine looks foul, but it's okay. Not the best thing I've ever eaten. But it definitely looks like it fits into the world of "late night, post-club drunk food" beautifully. Right next to fish and chips, kababs, and Taco Bell.<BR/><BR/>The hotel was nice. It's very modern. Probably too modern. The word I kept using to describe the place was "stern." Starched bathrobes, concrete floor, no art on the walls. It wasn't exactly cozy. It was a little like trying to but a hotel room inside an art gallery space, just without the art.<BR/><BR/>We enjoyed our time there, but I think it's good that we stayed their first out of all of the hotels we stayed in. The next two were definitely cozier.Bughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05112909837995062972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12624260.post-20047919379205012062007-02-13T06:47:00.000-08:002007-02-13T06:47:00.000-08:00I've never had poutine (which sure looks foul), bu...I've never had poutine (which sure looks foul), but I'm glad you guys had it. Means you had the full Canadian culinary experience, apparently. On a recent Kevin Smith DVD, he did a walk-about in Toronto and was asking folks about (or aboot, if you will) what the quintessential Canadian food is, and the only thing anyone could come up with was poutine.seth fhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09852455524915954996noreply@blogger.com