tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119470.post7295301208767842767..comments2023-08-20T15:59:58.293+05:00Comments on Dope City Free Press: Our Olympic WinterMr. Beer N. Hockeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07184518909716677938noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119470.post-91492506891634441282009-10-11T03:32:18.166+06:002009-10-11T03:32:18.166+06:00If I was dreaming of Anne and talking in my sleep ...If I was dreaming of Anne and talking in my sleep about it would be more like, "Gum me."Mr. Beer N. Hockeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07184518909716677938noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119470.post-49609675997341968102009-10-11T02:48:24.066+06:002009-10-11T02:48:24.066+06:00I have not had a dog in years. No time. I'm lo...I have not had a dog in years. No time. I'm looking forward to the day when I can have one again. The Newfie food that I was given was a bit different. My Grandma left Newfoundland for Brooklyn in 1929. She fed us beef roasted until it was dead grey and tasteless, boiled chicken, potatoes and turnips mashed together with margarine, yorkshire pudding and a small can of peas because my mother insisted that kids should have green vegetables. Desert was coffee cake from Entemanns. Compared to roast bologna it was quite a feed. We never had cod fish or any other kind of sea food. To tell the truth, I never heard grandma say a good word about Newfoundland. She thought Brooklyn was Disneyland. My spinster great aunt, Helen, missed Newfoundland and went back every year until she died. <br /><br />An old punk rock girlfriend told me that I ground my teeth and said, "You motherfucker, I'll kill you" over and over in my sleep. I've mellowed out since and more recent bedmates tell me that I snore but don't have anything to say.Your driverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06406948739451124566noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119470.post-78513541768881712812009-10-10T10:33:36.415+06:002009-10-10T10:33:36.415+06:00Most Newf's favourite wine is Screech, goes wi...Most Newf's favourite wine is Screech, goes with everything, even a Maple Leaf steak.Mr. Beer N. Hockeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07184518909716677938noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119470.post-2543483706549493552009-10-10T10:28:55.889+06:002009-10-10T10:28:55.889+06:00God damn, I'm at my stove right now to get a l...God damn, I'm at my stove right now to get a little culture. Us Manitoba hicks never get to eat right. On the other hand, being originally from Saskatchewan, I CAN eat soup with a fork.<br />Eat your heart out Julia Childs. What wine is it served with ?mollymewhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10608757779720671118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119470.post-21597284253417789242009-10-10T08:43:11.606+06:002009-10-10T08:43:11.606+06:00I guess you handsome Manitobans don't know muc...I guess you handsome Manitobans don't know much about fine dining. Newfie steaks are fried bologna. A Newfie roast is a big round of bologna often made even more tasty looking by toothpicking candied fruit all over it. Get cooking!Mr. Beer N. Hockeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07184518909716677938noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119470.post-91293876870858025102009-10-10T08:09:41.241+06:002009-10-10T08:09:41.241+06:00Do I dare to ask Beer, what is 'Newfie steak&#...Do I dare to ask Beer, what is 'Newfie steak' ? Reheated codfish bones in a spoiled potatoe soufle ? Fort McMurray leftovers with a side dish of old green Greyhound tickets ? To be serious, I am curious.mollymewhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10608757779720671118noreply@blogger.com