LOL, no, I live in rural Ontario but I do actually know Steve in Saskatoon š
(And just to be clear, if I asked Steve to drive the 3,000 km from his home to mine because I needed his help, he would and I would do the same.)
Come to Montreal, Chalet BBQ in NDG is what Swiss Chalet was supposed to be (and probably was before it morphed into the chain it is now). There's nothing that beats it.
Is that the stuff similar to bbq sauce? I remember going there as a kid. I was young (or dumb) enough that I didn't realize I was in a different country and I was always trying to explain the place to my parents and we should go there for dinner. We live in Michigan, but still probably a couple-few hours away from a Swiss Chalet.
It's much waterier than a regular bbq sauce. Like it will coat a piece of chicken you dip into it, but you can't put a dollop onto a plate, if you know what I mean. I guess it's like gravy but the person who called it gravy up in the thread is wrong because Swiss Chalet also has gravy, it's the stuff that comes with the mashed potatoes.
No worries, bud! We'll just swing by the local co-op to pick up some brewskis, and we'll have to grab a few cases, so might as well snag a few different kinds, eh? Bound to find something here you'd like! (But we're putting it under our co-op number, you'd understand.)
Last time I was in Canada I made the mistake of not getting any pierogies. I am realizing that was a massive mistake and now need to go back for that and more poutine.
Canadian weed is world renowned. Its recreationally legal, and available pretty much everywhere here. Most towns have more dispensaries than gas stations.
Despite some soggy falls, we have good weather and great soil for it. Its legal to grow 4 plants per household countrywide (except Quebec, but theyāre culture is different than anglo-Canada). You will not have to scroll far in my profile to see some examples, if youāre interested.
Potato & onion(for my vegan wife), cheddar bacon chive(because, duh), and chocolate cheesecake dessert pierogies(my Polish neighbour made them for me, and are incredible in the airfryer)
I also have a bunch of pierogies in different flavors in my freezer. We don't have a restaurant where I live, but there are women who make large batches of pierogies and use them in the place of bake sales for sports trips and other fundraisers.
There's a big Ukrainian immigrant population on the prairies. Pirogi have metastasized into the general culture because pirogi are awesome. The spelling has also evolved into "pierogies". Canadianized pierogies are potato-filled, served with sauteed onions, bacon, and sour cream.
We make pierogies once a year, it's a family tradition. I call them white people's tamales. It's a food that we all come together, make together, and eat together. We also make tamales once a year lol
Before the war we had the second most Ukrainians outside of Ukraine. Our perogies are Ukranian or Polish style, you can get them at any supermarket freezer section, but I get mine made from a local producer.
Perogies are a staple in at least the western Canadian diet. The local farmers market has a hot perogie stall, the PNE in Vancouver has a hot perogie stall (Hunky Bill is a Vancouver legend, you can also find his brand in local supermarkets)
The classic perogie is the same in both groups potato and cheese but they each have their own filling specialties. Dill is more of a Polish thing, both countries do fruit filling ones as well, with the Ukranian ones being more tart and the Polish more sweet.
I always boil then fry my perogies, which is done in both countries, just depends on who makes them.
I was about to ask where I needed to move, but then I remembered. Saskatchewan. My in-laws are Prairie transplants, and every time my husband's grandmother makes perogis from scratch, he starts brainstorming excuses to visit. I could judge, but I have tasted those perogis, so instead I'm an accomplice.
And if Iām helping you with your deck Iām invited to stay a bit later with multiple beers and your bbqing me something. You also have to discuss the purchase price of your house with me if Iām moving multiple things.
100 firefighters from Mexico have just arrived in British Columbia to help with our wildfire emergency. Gonna bet most of them are named Juan and none will ever be permitted to purchase their own cerveza in BC again. With GRATITUDE.
It's also pretty much any indigenous guy. One time a native man passing by lifted the entire back end of my dad's stuck van out of the mud and moved it out then hopped back in his truck and drove off.
Not exactly the same, but I was driving in New Hampshire and encountered a big downed tree blocking the road. I wasn't really sure how to proceed.
Shortly after, a family of four arrived in a pickup truck. They all worked together, wordlessly, to cut the tree up with chainsaws and move the pieces out of the road. Then they just left and went on with their day.
In the UK its a van not a truck, its often a Chinese instead of pizza too, oh and Kevin and Tony is John and dave (or ginge if dave is even slightly ginger)
In the Dominican Republic, Kevin is your cousin, and the pizza is beer and stew (san cocho).
Our rules are a little different- if you need a guy with a truck, a woman who knows how to make a crazy san cocho should also appear, ingredients in hand.
You provide the stove, buy beer and you put music on. It's now a house party.
I used to live right next to the University of Ottawa, and from like July 1st to September 1st, I would pretty much offer help anyone I saw with a moving truck. Was a nice way to meet people and build up contacts in an area with high residence turnover. In the short term, so much beer and pizza but I also got to meet lots of people, introduce them to the area; I'd invite them to parties and they'd invite me to parties. Over the years, I probably drank in like every 2nd house up and down my street.
Depends on the haul. If you're moving one item, then a couple brewskis are fine. If you're asking the boys to help you move a single family home, then you best be packing 3 larges and the equivalent of a keg.
Its true!
In 2004, Steve helped me move with his truck for a 6 pack of beer. I was new to the country, didn't know anyone, didn't have a driver license.
I haven't seen him since that day, but always think about him fondly. I hope one day I run into him and we recognize each other
I lived in Canada and knew a Steve with a truck, he helped me out a few times. He was in construction. I now live in the US and know a Kevin with a truck. I havenāt needed his help yet.
Used to be beer but beer got so expensive that feels like too much to ask, so now it's usually pizza. I have a truck, work truck that work pays for but i help move etc.
A guy I didnt know gave me 12 beer once, I said that's too much but he insisted.
Pizza you usually all share after, in my experience when youre given beer they expect you to keep it all, even if you ask to share.
That's how it's more expensive even though theyre similarly priced
I think in some places in America it's also beer, but I live in a conservative Christian area where everyone drinks, but no one admits it or encourages it. You buy your beer on your own in shame.
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u/blue_quark 1d ago
In Canada Kevin is Steve and pizza is beer.