Back to Dundas, where my dad actually lives with his partner Margaret, and her son Jason lives there full time. He's now with a girl I know from my first season in Whistler. Small world eh? After dinner we all had a drink or two (except Margaret, she doesn't drink at all), and it was decided that Jason, Tracy and I would hit up a bar in downtown Dundas. The Collins on King West is a sweet bar with a good amount of beer on tap, and some awesome looking servers! 4 pitchers of Steam Whistle and a variation on the Crown of Thorns led us out the door… almost. Jason's friend Jordan called the shots (literally) and we had 5 rounds in 5 minutes. I don't remember them all, but definitely one Furious George (equal parts Mandarin Vodka and Creme de Banane with a dash of Tobasco, shaken - my own creation!) and a Crispy Crunch. I do recall giving out personality cards and wicked lines, and they offered me a job. Clearly I had to refuse. The blurry walk home was punctuated by a stop to the Mecca of drunk food, Tim Horton's! What I had, sadly, I cannot tell you.
The following morning, or should I say afternoon, we prepped for my barbecue party - mostly family, plus my buddy Justin and his family. Justin is one of my oldest friends, and we don't really need a plan to party. A nice quiet affair, burgers and strawberry pie, plus a couple of cards. Nothing fancy. Then, after I had a nap (yes, a nap. Screw off. I'm getting old) Justin and I watched Beer Wars, a documentary on the Big 3 breweries in America: Miller, Coors, and Anheuser-Busch, and the struggle of the independent breweries, followed by The Slammin' Salmon, a Broken Lizard production (they did Super Troopers), about a fine dining restaurant run by a retired heavyweight champion. Farve is the headwaiter… Highly recommended! We had a great system going on, namely that we could reach the cooler without getting up… someone had to drink it!
Finally we dropped Justin off back at Port Dover, where we hung out. That's pretty much the summing up of the afternoon. Hung out. I did get yelled at by a 4 year old for wrecking his sand castle (I don't buy it, I was really careful, but hey, this kid was pissed). He followed us half the distance we walked just to roar at me. It's cool though, I apologized and promised never to do it again. Then we high fived. And some girls laughed with us.
Back to the work house (not like I live in the dark ages and eat gruel, but the sweet pad where my dad lives on weekdays.) Tomorrow is the staff party - I could literally get in too much trouble. The boss is a skier, so I think I can wow him. Watch this space, I think tomorrow will be some awesome stories.
Showing posts with label Tim Hortons. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tim Hortons. Show all posts
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Monday, July 27, 2009
Doughnuts and dog food
My, it has been a while. Onwards and upwards!
So, if you noticed my Twitter profile a couple of weeks ago, you will have seen my exciting Tim Horton's news; namely, there will finally be one in Whistler Village. This is important for a number of reasons. Firstly, it means that some of the many coffee shops may go out of business, even, dare I say it, the evil Satanbucks. (It happened in Melbourne after all!) While many will mourn the death of the latte as they know it (with the half caff, hazelnut, skinny soy, extra hot squiggles on the side) I for one will hoot and holler. It seems no one knows the true reasons as to why such a Canadian institution has taken so long to set up shop in its playground. One theory is that the franchise owner for the Sea to sky corridor (the area covering Whistler to Vancouver) doesn't see a reason to fork out astronomical rent in Whistler when many will make the pilgrimage south. Another is that the aforementioned 'Bux has a monopoly contract with Whistler-Blackcomb (we are a "resort community" after all, a Mickey Mouse Disneytown- did you know clotheslines are classed as eyesores in Whistler?) and TH is not allowed in. Still another (and this is the one I like best) is that the Hortons refuse to charge more than a set price for their coffee, which would make the competition impossible to compete with (remember this is an ontario based company in a place with many ontario borns calling the west coast home; think of the pride...) It could be a combination of the three, and maybe more that we don't know about.
Where this makes for interesting reading is when you throw the 5 rings in to the, er, ring. The coffee shop has been a major (and I mean MAJOR) sponsor of the Canadian Olympic team for years, as well as for hundreds of kid's teams sports across the country. With around 200 days left until the curtain goes up, the chase is on to show that national pride. But what about after March? Will our favourite doughnut shop up and leave like me, the international athletes, and the father in a country and western song?
In Other News, I am pretty amazed at how well cats and dogs are eating lately. Chicken, Salmon Florentine (I mean for God's sake), even Cranberries and Cheese! It's a damn cat! And that cat is eating better food and more rounded diet than I am. Save this food for Africa, where people really ARE starving hungry.
By The Way: I can't find it online, but the new Baskin Robbins Soft Serve Commercial is friggin spectacular. If I can fish it out, I'll post it especially on its own little bloggy-wog.
UPDATE: I just found it! Laugh away!
So, if you noticed my Twitter profile a couple of weeks ago, you will have seen my exciting Tim Horton's news; namely, there will finally be one in Whistler Village. This is important for a number of reasons. Firstly, it means that some of the many coffee shops may go out of business, even, dare I say it, the evil Satanbucks. (It happened in Melbourne after all!) While many will mourn the death of the latte as they know it (with the half caff, hazelnut, skinny soy, extra hot squiggles on the side) I for one will hoot and holler. It seems no one knows the true reasons as to why such a Canadian institution has taken so long to set up shop in its playground. One theory is that the franchise owner for the Sea to sky corridor (the area covering Whistler to Vancouver) doesn't see a reason to fork out astronomical rent in Whistler when many will make the pilgrimage south. Another is that the aforementioned 'Bux has a monopoly contract with Whistler-Blackcomb (we are a "resort community" after all, a Mickey Mouse Disneytown- did you know clotheslines are classed as eyesores in Whistler?) and TH is not allowed in. Still another (and this is the one I like best) is that the Hortons refuse to charge more than a set price for their coffee, which would make the competition impossible to compete with (remember this is an ontario based company in a place with many ontario borns calling the west coast home; think of the pride...) It could be a combination of the three, and maybe more that we don't know about.
Where this makes for interesting reading is when you throw the 5 rings in to the, er, ring. The coffee shop has been a major (and I mean MAJOR) sponsor of the Canadian Olympic team for years, as well as for hundreds of kid's teams sports across the country. With around 200 days left until the curtain goes up, the chase is on to show that national pride. But what about after March? Will our favourite doughnut shop up and leave like me, the international athletes, and the father in a country and western song?
In Other News, I am pretty amazed at how well cats and dogs are eating lately. Chicken, Salmon Florentine (I mean for God's sake), even Cranberries and Cheese! It's a damn cat! And that cat is eating better food and more rounded diet than I am. Save this food for Africa, where people really ARE starving hungry.
By The Way: I can't find it online, but the new Baskin Robbins Soft Serve Commercial is friggin spectacular. If I can fish it out, I'll post it especially on its own little bloggy-wog.
UPDATE: I just found it! Laugh away!
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