But you see, a case can be 6, 12, 24, or 28 beers.Leave it to Canada... take something simple like a Case of Beer and call it a Two-Four. Sometimes one just has to wonder!
Your last comment above was funny, and you have a kindred spirit up in my area, too. Every Sunday at church, I see a man with white hair and a long white beard, who always wears Christmas-themed clothes! Even in the middle of the summer, he has one red Chuck and one green Chuck, and a Christmas shirt!! (I've often thought that he must have a Christmas-seasonal job portraying Santa Claus, and maybe just took the "role" a bit too much to heart--and believes he's really Santa all year long??!!)
No nothing special: spinach with onions and Chile piquin, macaroni with stewed tomatoes and cheese, fried fish, fried egg in red chile and pinto beans.Enjoy!
Food pics, maybe...?!
I'm not judging, I'm just surprised.
I'm sure merchants up here would like to be open too. It's just not an option.
You didn't live here at the time (obvi), but we didn't have wide open Sunday shopping until the summer of 1992.
I was dumbfounded the first time I was in the U.S. on a Sunday and saw all the stores and malls open.
(Don't even get me started on my shock at seeing beer and liquor in grocery stores.)
As novel as Sunday shopping was in the beginning, I honestly regret the repeal of the Lord's Day Act.
And whether you observe Saturday or Sunday or no day as the Lord's Day, it was nice to have that one day a week when there wasn't much to do.
Grandmas were visited. Homework was completed. Families spent time together.
There was just a different, almost Mayberry-like vibe to the day; except in colour, with way less-cool cars.
Who says I don't cook?
I can fry an egg with the best of them!
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An imperfect flip:
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With ketchup.
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And milk, of course.
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One sandwich is not quite enough.
One and a half, is three bites too many.
hu.. I dont think we're talking about the same hotel.This was what I looked out my window at, the bay is beyond beautiful. I was in the building in a suite right next to the white tower overlooking the bay.
While the parks and CityWalks food prices are what I have come to expect, dining at this resort was very very expensive even for the simple things. We learned for the most part to get coffee, juice and bagels at the store which is just off the left of this photo and have breakfast at the tables around the bay in the morning and dine at CityWalk or in the Parks. When I stay here my food is comp'd as I am on a convention, the family is out of pocket.
Wow! That (original, 1963, singular eatery) has CHARACTER!!!This is the type of small, unique, business that I miss seeing. Great little roadside stops like this used to be up here in the Northeast as well, years ago. Occasionally, you'll find a little gem hold-out from the past, but it's exceedingly rare now. I'm bored with so many of the same, franchised eateries that pervade the landscape now. Sigh . . .
Wishing Shrimp price wasnt abused in these two holy weeks.
While when we were in the city we were northsiders my Dad when down on the southside he come home with a brown paper bag stuffed with the bestest fried shrimp. They were lovely, huge and real crunchy breading. This place was a real hole in the wall but they sure knew how to fry shrimp.
How so?
You KNOW I don't cook.
Aaaaaand, I specifically said "made".
P.S. I actually have made shepherd's pie from scratch lots of times in years past. Cost the same as the deli-made one from Costco, made a huuuuuuge mess of my kitchen, tasted only marginally better, and didn't yield me a handy dandy, high-quality, reusable-but-ultimately-disposable, aluminum pan.
Wrong season for fresh avocadoes up here.
Plus, you know, the "I DON'T COOK" thing.
(And yes, I know that guac is not cooked.)
Welcome to my state! I'm virtually offering you a welcome platter of cheese.
So, what's everyone's favorite treat in their Easter basket (if they normally receive one, that is). Let's see: there are those little chocolate eggs, Peeps, a tall chocolate rabbit, jelly beans, marshmallow and raspberry cream filled chocolate eggs, and candy fruit slices. My favorite every year still remains the tall chocolate Easter rabbit.
Oooooo...!
Here, grocery stores can sell only beer and wine, but, liquor stores can sell it all.
And, yes, most liquor stores around here are family owned smaller businesses, as well.
As a matter of fact, one of my "retired"
The patriarch and matriarch of the Lebanese family that owns 3 stores are their next door neighbors.
