What’s the Aussie term for pie in the face?

So you’re a young disenfranchised British lad, you find yourself drawn to the drama that is the Rupert Murdoch / News of the World / Phone tapping scenario. You decide to check out the proceedings held by British  government types.  What do you bring to pass the time? Crossword puzzle? A copy of  Eat, Pray, Love? Maybe the new jam from Pitbull? Nope. You bring a shaving cream pie. Regardless of what actually happens to the Murdoch empire, this story will change journalism forever. Or at the very least, show the world that Mrs. Murdoch don’t play.

Stupidest thing on the internets this week..

May was a friggin’ washout weather wise here in Halifax. So far June’s been, in a word, meh. Hopefully summer decides to make an appearance sometime soon, because that’s the BEST time of year to be cooking! Steak, ribs, chicken, hamburgers and hot dogs. But what if you’re bored with the typical, run of the mill hot dogs? Then you need Happy Hot Dog Man! I’m seriously, this shit actually exists. I’d buy one, but I only have room for a slapchop, a shamwow and a ronco chicken rotisserie cooker in my cupboard…

 

Dumbest thing on the interwebs this week.

 

Just in time for your breakfast, we present, THE BACON CANNON!!! God bless rednecks. You gotta have something to do in between nascar races. Imagine, you have an almost endless supply of bacon. Everywhere you look there’s bacon, bacon on the couch, bacon on the walls, bacon in drawers, bacon in places where bacon should never be placed. At least not uncooked bacon that is. So after assessing your bacon situation, an idea hits you right between the ears. BACON CANNON!! There’s this guy, you see, and he really likes bacon a whole lot. He also really likes rocket-propelled long-range artillery, so he built himself a bazooka made out of bacon. And what else would a bacon bazooka fire off but sausages? It’s a masterpiece in meat munitions which serves little purpose, unless of course you need to feed someone a kielbasa without having to get too close. Enjoy!

Hali-food!

Up until this past Sept, I had never been to Halifax before. Always wanted to visit, but up until I started to work at LIVE 105, I had never set foot in Canada’s Ocean Playground.

One thing I kept hearing about was how amazing the food was here in the Maritimes, BOY, THEY WEREN’T KIDDING!!! I’ve had the chance to hit quite a few of some of the best restaurants in Halifax and over the course of the next few weeks, I’ll review them right here on this blog. Right out of the gates, I’ve had no formal food training. I’m no fancy schmancy smarty pants when it comes to eating, I’m just a slightly overweight dude with a decent appetite.

 

Recently, Mrs. Cubby and I had the chance to try out one of Metro’s BEST places to eat, Chives Canadian Bistro. Consistently ranked as one of the top restaurants in Halifax, it’s easy to see why. It’s not a snobby, exclusive kind of restaurant, it’s got a more laid back feel to it. Outstanding service! You never feel like you’re being rushed, have you ever felt like that in certain restaurants? Not the case at Chives. I like a menu that has a variety of choices. I LOVE this part of the country, fresh seafood, terrific pork, chicken and beef. We decided to share an appetizer, Bourbon Barbequed Braised Bacon. How can you NOT love that? It’s basically bacon wrapped with bacon!!

One of the main reasons we moved out here was to dive into the world of seafood and I was happy to see that Chives offered a wide selection of seafood. I decided to go with the pan seared sea bass. The fish was tender packed with flavour and was served on a potato puree with winter leeks:

 

Mrs. Cubby opted for the P.E.I beef duo, beef tenderloin, braised beef short rib, handmade potato gnocchi with wild mushrooms:

Paired it up with a nice bottle of wine, a Jackson Triggs Reisling from Niagara Falls, and that’s it baby, no room for desert! But if we did go for it, I would’ve grabbed the warm caramel banana eclair. Can’t wait to try out the menu for this spring! OUTSTANDING!

 

Here’s another reason to hate Toronto….

They’re stealing POUTINE for cryin’ out loud!!!! The center of the universe is holding a poutine eating contest, and Quebecers aren’t even allowed to enter it!!! ZUT ALLORS! Why isn’t this held in Montreal? Or Drummondville or Warwick, the alleged birthplaces of the national delicacy of la Belle Province? Why not at George’s Patates Frites on Eardley Road in my home town of Aylmer (try the poutine with the chicken gravy, AWESOME!!)? Why does this story have a Ottawa angle to it? Check out Andy Blatchford’s story in todays Ottawa Sun and prepare to be outraged!!