dhalandrice

To clear up a few things. PDC I did not say that "Blue is kind of Canada's Bud." That was fresco. Secondly, fresco I'm from Southern Ontario, and still live here. I can verify that many people I know do in fact order it. Moosehead is on tap at most bars, and is frequently consumed during basketball season (by the pitcher, of course). In addition I have a special place in my heart for it as it represents many a pub night during my University years. And as redarmy says, the Sleeman and Creemore products are quite good.

Quick one. In a Japanese restaurant. Table beside us had a pompus blowhard treating the waitressess like they were idiots. We're regulars there, so spent our time sympathizing with the waitstaff. Final straw though, was when Mr. Blowhard saw meticulously made sushi arrive at OUR table, and proceeded to tell HIS table that our dinner was a "biology experiment," "unlcean," and "a sure way to get yourself killed." Inlcuded in his diatribe was a statement on how dirty the kitchen must be. I think I fell in love with my boyfriend when he quietly folded his napkin, turned to the man and said: "Sir, every person is entitled to their opinion, but the volume at which you are expressing yours is hindering our enjoyment of our meal. If you would be so kind as to restrain yourself to a polite level of conversation, it would be appreciated."

As a girl that happily dumps a bag of M&Ms into her buttered movie popcorn, I say you must try this! A feat for salty-sweet lovers everywhere.

Oh Kenk St Ambroise Oatmeal Stout is wonderful! Too bad I can't get it here. I must put in some love for Moosehead, a good standby Canadian mass-prod. My boyfriend recently introduced me to the beers of Omegang, from Cooperstown, NY - They only produce Belgian style ales. I have tried the Omegang Abbey ale and the Hennepin Farmhouse ale - but have yet to try their Rare Vos. The two were excellent, and I look forward to heading across the border to stock up again.

I actually work at the University I attended, so I can give you an up-to-date rundown. As mentioned above, a lot of institutions are moving towards food court styled cafeterias. At the University we have four food areas: One - run by a food-service provider, Marriott, is an all-you can eat buffet style service, including a make your own sandwich bar, a grill with a variety of items and three hot entrees. Salad bar, dessert bar and beverage centre included. Two/Three - Have similar a set-ups, also owned by the food service provider. However, both these locations attempt at a "market" feel. Open wood-fire ovens, kettles of soup, bushels with fruit and the like. "International" theme days every Wednesday of the month, as well as food events (summer dessert day was most recent). Salad bar and grill included. Oddly enough, soups are homemade at one (great lentil soup, Carribean stew, Italian Wedding, Mulligatawny), whereas the other location uses Campbells. Fourth - (currently in renovations until fall) owned and opertated by the Students' Union, the final food area is the closest to the idea of a food court. It is populated by a few chains, inlcuding Chinese food, Pasta bar (also omlette bar), Starbucks, Greek, burgers/fries/pizza and all other 'typical' fast foods. And the best salad bar on campus. In addition, there are four coffee shops on campus. Meal plans can be used at any location. Wow, we like to eat. Should point out that two of these areas are currently closed due to being the off season, and the others are only offering half their menu. As for my personal experience, I will always fondly remember my roomate insisting that spagetti (cold) and Italian dressing could be considered a pasta salad, so our dinner wasn't that pathetic after all.

My first post, and I'm proud that it's about Montreal bagels. Though most of my family has moved away, whenever we come back "home" we have standing orders to stock up on St. Viateurs and cream cheese (lighter/airier cream cheese is a nice balance to the density, IMHO). Upon return to Southern Ontario, there is always a bit of a feast, as all of us meet at my parents to split up the bounty. One taste, and you're there. Drat. Now I want one.