the thing that gets me is that i *think* that flavor is out there because people voted for it. i gotta wonder if all the votes were from trolls.
Losing with pride my 13-year old little league team won our local, state, and regional tournaments, but lost at the national level. we never got a speech like these rhode island kids did after losing to illinois. (of course, my coach's name was adolf, so, i may be repressing some memories.) good for david belisle. http://espn.go.com/video/clip?id=11373945
i misread that as "my 13-year old's little league team..." and was astonished that you'd managed to keep a wee rush a secret all this time. sadly, i'm just illiterate.
i caught that speech out of nowhere because we have two tvs constantly on in the office. advertising always has to be in the know. it was a great speech, that guy is a great coach. things like that, people remember forever. when i was in moncton, i decided i needed to have really nice fancy poutine and then get poutine from wendy's. i didn't regret the latter as much as i thought, but there is definitely a difference. in chicago, quite a few "fancy light" restaurants (see: restaurants middle class white people who call themselves 'foodies' enjoy) started serving poutine. it's hit or miss, but i ain't mad at it.
havent only had it once, i feel like the quality is really dependent on the quality of the cheese curds? fries are really hard to fuck up and beef gravy is basically the same across the board. i do not understand why you cant get this in the northeast. you would at least expect it to make appearances at state fairs and whatnot.
Major League one of the things that struck me the most was the bold part. that is one of those times where later in life, those kids may not remember exactly what he said, but they're remember that he said it. or, they might not even actively remember it, but the positive attitude in the face of losing, the first part, where he said "let me see your eyes" will stick with them as they go through life. when people talk about the positive part of youth sports, even for the 99% that never go on to be college or professional athletes - that's it right there. the culture shift that people bang on - "we're all winners, timmy. here's your participation trophy," or "back in my day, the coach grabbed my facemask and called me a little turd and it made me a better person." - none of that is there. it was an honest example about being gracious in defeat, holding your head up, and moving on. you can't coach a team like that, and move that far in the tournament, without being demanding or accepting mediocrity. so, to see him show that much class was an impressive display of balance that won't cultivate a bunch of entitled brats.
Sand people? is it pronounce "poo teeny"? because, every time i read it, i read it that way, except i say it in a high-pitched voice like the jawas in star wars like this:
depends where you are. in most of the world, it'll be poo-teen (emphasis on teen). the closer you get to quebec, it'll become poo-tin (emphasis on the tin). sort of like putin, but emphasizing the last syllable. and despite juice's mall food experience, poutine is exquisite. the cheese curds are the most important part. they must squeak.
apparently they taste like cinnamon toast crunch but milder, so maybe you just need milk (or weed) ysee, those guys live in the states now, exporting our talentless hacks is kind of a rite of passage to see what you guys will buy - you're welcome for celine by the way, now if only we could convince simple plan to stay down there.
Same old routine aw man. i guess it is spelled almost exactly like routine, but still. i was hoping for something a little more international sounding. i'm pretty far away from quebec (far enough to say kwuh beck, not keh beck) though, so i'll just keep my jawa dialect going.
this is not a good man. he is a bad, bad man. martin picard, the owner of au pied du cochon in montreal. a regular on bourdain's shows. he makes a poutine with fries, fois gras, fois gras sauce, curds, and gravy. i'd eat that crack to crack like the nasty bitch it is. oh look, the recipe is online: http://www.foodnetwork.ca/recipe/foie-g ... tine/8697/
here's something new and different...the office rest room smells like watermelon. at least it did until i took a nasty after beer/chili dump. now it just smells bad. but i'm still hungry for watermelon.
Look what I found in there! i was expecting something like the black jesus version when i clicked on the spoiler, to be honest. (nsfw edit)