A man can commit himself to many things, a dream, an ideal, a religion, a party, a nation, or diet soda. For myself, I am dedicated to recreating the Emerald City from the Wizard of Oz in miniature, out of festive toothpicks. But I also make a mean chili. The recipe is as follows. Continue reading
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Show us your trees! How did you deck your halls? Do you have tassels? Sparkly balls? Garland and tiny fake Christmas tree bits everywhere? Don’t be shy, whip ’em out and show us! Continue reading
Canada is very big. Really. It’s also cold. Really. Despite this, small parts of the country are liveable for portions of the year, and tolerable for the rest when properly fortified with alcohol. We boast rainforests, prairies, mountains, and, well, snow. There’s a lot of snow. Continue reading
Look, we’re sorry about Snow. And Celine. And Avril. And we tried to stop Bieber. Really, we did! But the little man is like some indestructible combination of Godzilla and the Lucky Charms leprechaun. Oh, yeah, right, Nickleback. Ok, they were on purpose – it seemed funny at the time. However, that is no reason to assume Canada is a musical wasteland of soul-patches and mirrored sunglasses. There are good Canadian artists. There are, in fact, great Canadian artists. Better, there are many great Canadian artists. A veritable cornucopia of…alright, I’ll stop. But seriously: there’s lots.