Wee Oliver and I are off to Halifax for the weekend to see what we can see. Partly inspired by Alan Macleod’s helpful article on where to buy food, partly to give Catherine her first time alone in 3 years now that Oliver is almost weaned, partly because it’s time that Father and Son explored the Big City together, and partly because the travel bug hasn’t been completely flushed from my system. And, of course, there’s the fact that the Jetta doesn’t truly excel until you get it out on the highway. Stay tuned for news.
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Two foot loose gents could do
Two foot loose gents could do worse than a mid-Saturday visit to the Rouge’s Roost at Queen and Spring Garden for an IPA and milk (one each not mixed). Remember, hoever, that the enemy of the good is the excellent and you will never taste Gahan ale as welcomingly again.
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