Monthly Archives: February 2014

What the …

Stopped by the LCBO today. This was hanging on the exterior wall of the building. I’m not exactly sure what is going on here?  It looks like a Zara ad. Hey outrageously good looking [likely French] dude , watch out or that overly affectionate lady is going to spill red wine all over your new white sweater!

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Phone a Friend

I had somebody text me the other day to find out if I knew where Newcastle Brown Ale was on tap in Guelph.  She referred to me as her “phone a friend” – a reference to the Who Wants to be a Millionaire game show.

It got me to thinking – how do you find out stuff like that in your city. I think Twitter is the answer to the modern “phone a friend”.  It certainly casts a wide “friend” net.  I tweeted at a local beer guy who got back to me within minutes.  Sadly there wasn’t any on tap here in Guelph.  But I thought that Mill Street Tankhouse Ale at the Wooly was a close second.

I think I would be okay if somebody tweeted me about where to find a wine.  So go ahead – “tweet a friend” @TravisOke

#Hashtag, whatever you want it to be.

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Still Coping

Canada’s recent gold medal haul is certainly helping me cope with the polar vortex. I guess if it’s cold here we might as well get outside and skate on short tracks and get the gang together for some coed moguling.

Having neither the inclination to go upside down on skis, nor the knee cartilage to land safely on my feet, I have found my own way to come to grips with a long cold winter.

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Nothing says “summer is around the corner” like a crisp Niagara Riesling.

Also, I’ve been making cooking videos and posting them on YouTube. My daughters do the filming and the eating. Check out my food videos here – because who doesn’t need more offal in their life?


Stop everything

I’ve decided to stop writing about wine until I catch up on my shovelling.

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This winter has totally ceased to be amusing.

Speaking of “ceased” – maybe I’ll open a bottle of wine to ease my seized back.  After I write a brief letter…

Dear Weather Network,
I hate you.

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P.S. How  do I have more snow than Wawa?