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Poutine.
Let us also not forget the numerous Traditional Irish Pubs that make some of the meanest Traditional Irish Pad Thai I have ever tasted.
Poutine.
Enjoy your trip, it's a great town, have you been there before?
It's weird. I love my country, and am extremely proud of our accomplishments culturally, politically and especially creatively. Yet at the same time, maybe it's because I'm Generation X, and remember the USA in the 80s, my emotional reflex is to always be a little baffled when Americans want to visit HERE. Like my brain is permanently trapped in the Reagan era, thinking, "But... you guys have Hollywood, and Disneyland and Star Wars and Manhattan! Why would would you want to come here when you've got so much stuff going down in your own country?!? We're just nice, pleasant people, that's all we've got."
Let us also not forget the numerous Traditional Irish Pubs that make some of the meanest Traditional Irish Pad Thai I have ever tasted.
I like the version that goes, "Aim for the moon because if you miss, you'll just hit the stars."
We're just nice, pleasant people, that's all we've got."
Let us also not forget the numerous Traditional Irish Pubs that make some of the meanest Traditional Irish Pad Thai I have ever tasted.
Speaking of poutine, I got into a minor debate with the Mister the other day. We were on our way home and needed food. He wanted KFC, I... did not. (Not that I don't like KFC, but they gave me nasty food poisoning years ago and have yet to earn my trust back. I had a con to go to. No food poisoning.) So he got KFC, I got Wendys. With his KFC, he got a whopping huge container of gravy, which I dipped a fry in because potatoes and gravy. Aaand he called that weird. Because apparently potatoes and gravy is unacceptable if the potatoes are not in the right form?
Peh.
My husband once made 'poutine pizza' (sort of). We had leftover McDonald's fries, a Boboli pizza crust, gravy and chunks of Babybel cheese chopped up. It was yummy.
I live in Trump's America. I crave 'nice, pleasant people' like never before
That's a good dream. Creates jobs, too.Actually, my stupid-rich-won-the-lottery dream is to build or restore a castle, have a working medieval village for the tourists.
It looks so good in those pictures, but it's going to be windy as all get-out and probably very chilly most of the year. I'm personally eyeing the Pitcairn Islands.Scottish island with lighthouse for sale: £325,000
Who's in?
And to tie it into writing - the person who built the lighthouse was Robert Louis Stevenson's uncle. Also, the scene of an infamous murder.
Viva la revolucion! Fight the companies!It's a problem in rural areas, because the big cable companies have to run the same amount of cable for far fewer houses, so it's less profitable and they often won't bother. And then will fight any town trying to do it themselves, because they don't want the precedent of non-profit internet providers. We're trying anyway, and slowly winning, but it's an uphill battle.
Do you get cell phone service there? I'm on T-Mobile with a hotspot.
Yeeaaaaah... that whole you got Donald Trump and we got Justin Trudeau thing is... I'm still not sure I'll ever quite understand that.
However, as to your question about Pad Thai, you're probably better off going to the dedicated restaurants, like Sukothai or Khao San Road, which are fanTAStic. The one place I went to for Traditional Irish Pad Thai was just in my neighborhood, so it was less a question of top quality, and more a question of "Well, I'm hungry, and that's just five doors down." It was called the Pour House, in the Annex, which is where Casa Loma is. I could see that castle from my backyard, just up the hill. I still remember my wife making veiled threats about me sleeping on the couch when we saw all the lights around the castle one night and realized they were shooting scenes from Scott Pilgrim there, and I TOTALLY wanted to geek out and try to raid the set.
Sadly, not enough signal to get a hotspot up either.
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Also, this is your occasional gentle modly reminder that the Cantina is a no-politics zone.
wait... Irish Pad Thai???
Speaking of poutine, I got into a minor debate with the Mister the other day. We were on our way home and needed food. He wanted KFC, I... did not. (Not that I don't like KFC, but they gave me nasty food poisoning years ago and have yet to earn my trust back. I had a con to go to. No food poisoning.) So he got KFC, I got Wendys. With his KFC, he got a whopping huge container of gravy, which I dipped a fry in because potatoes and gravy. Aaand he called that weird. Because apparently potatoes and gravy is unacceptable if the potatoes are not in the right form?
Peh.
Y'all are making this pregnant lady hungry for weird food... Actually I just really want some good pasta.