8 oz. USDA Prime Beef With Brie de Meaux, Grilled Porcini & Shaved Summer Truffles

Last night kicked off this year’s Summerlicious fun. For the third time in as many years we went to Bymark, accompanied by T-Bone and #4 (as I believe he’s known). Let’s face it, we were there solely for the burger; it was as good this time as it had been in years past (I didn’t miss the foie gras). It normally costs $37, so you’d expect it to kick ass…and it does. Every time. The only bad part was that, due to our late reservation, we didn’t get to the burger until about 10:30 at night, so this morning when I woke up I could still feel the burger’s in my stomach.

We also got to try some Francis Coppola wine, followed by a bottle of Pacina. If a bottle had come out labelled “Brandino” or something it might’ve freaked me out.

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Any plans I had of sleeping in a bit late this morning came crashing to a halt at exactly 7 AM when some yahoos started running jackhammers across the street. It was so loud the cats freaked out and hid in the den, and even closing the double windows couldn’t drown out the sound. I could even hear some guy out his balcony yelling, “Hey, shut the fuck up!!!!” at the jackhammering dudes, but to no avail. If anybody couldn’t hear, it was them. Anyway…it seemed a little early for such nonsense. Surely there’s a bylaw I could reference if I weren’t too lazy to complain…

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After staying pretty much quiet for the whole offseason, the Canadiens have finally made a move or two: they dumped Richard Zednik before signing Mike Johnson and Sergei Samsonov. Zednik-for-Johnson is a good equation; adding Samsonov gives them more depth at centre, but it sure as shit doesn’t give them more size. They might be going for some sort of record; has any team ever started the year with 4 centres under 6 feet? If they dump Radek Bonk I believe they’ll manage it (’cause no way on God’s green earth is Mike Ribeiro 6 feet tall).

The Raptors have made some minor moves as well, adding two European players (Jorge Garbajosa and Anthony Parker) and signing John Salmons this afternoon. And, of course, there was the trade for T.J. Ford a while back.

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If you watched The Daily Show last night you saw Ted Stevens, the Senator from Alaska, make a fool of himself trying to explain net neutrality to Congress. As this ABC article says, “It’s too obvious that this man has no idea what the Internet is exactly and no idea about the issues behind Net neutrality. It seems like a miracle that he can even find the crapper.”

You can hear the pitiful shilling here. By the way, dig how he pronounces “Deutsche”.

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Also on The Daily Show last night: Shawn Wayans, star of the upcoming Little Man, which appears to be a right piece of shit. It has a 20% rating on Rotten Tomatoes right now, just slightly worse than the 22% sported by You, Me and Dupree.

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Finally, and obviously most troubling, is what’s happening in the middle east. Israel didn’t want their soldiers to be kidnapped, but they’ll certainly sieze the opportunity to go on the offensive. The US will obviously back Israel should anything escalate, just as Syria and Iran will back Hezbollah activity in Lebanon. The question, in my mind, is whether Saudi Arabia and/or Egypt would intervene if Israel moves more aggressively into Lebanon, or even against Syria. If the US found itself trying to decide between Israel and Saudi, all while fighting a war in Iraq and rattling sabres at Iran…it could get even messier (if that’s possible).

[tags]summerlicious, bymark, francis coppola, pacina, canadiens, richard zednik, mike johnson, sergei samsonov, anthony parker, john salmons, daily show, ted stevens, net neutrality, little man, dupree, israel, lebanon[/tags]

"petulance, selfishness, looniness, take your pick"

He won the Golden Ball this year for being the best player in this tournament. He’s one of the greatest players ever to wear the French colours. Sadly, shamefully, what Zinedine Zidane will be best remembered for now is headbutting an Italian player late in the final game of the World Cup, for which he received a red card. His team could not recover; I fear his legacy will suffer the same fate.

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I picked the wrong time to walk to work this morning. It was raining, the kind of rain that comes in at 45 degrees and laughs at puny umbrellas like mine. Thus, the backs of my legs are soaked. Could life get any worse?

Oh yeah. See above.

[tags]zinedine zidane, headbutt, a hard rain’s a-gonna fall[/tags]

Karate Snoopy

OK, where to begin…just after I wrote that last post England lost to Portugal on penalties. Needless to say, the crowd at the Duke of York was mightily pissed. Still, we soldiered on, determined to enjoy Canada Day. However, our nation’s birthday isn’t quite the event that my brother experienced in Ottawa, so there wasn’t really much to do festivities-wise…we walked down St. George, cut through the U of T campus, walked along College and then down University, had a gawk at the new opera house, walked across Queen to city hall, stopped in the weird little waterfall park off of Richmond, walked across to the condo site, and then strolled down to C’est What for a cold beer and the first half of the France/Brazil match. During halftime we made it back up to our apartment, settled in and watched the second half while Nellie had a nap on the floor.

That night, after a few hours of downtime, we all went to Fieramosca. As usual, it was too much great food; we were all stuffed by the time we left. I had a relatively simple penne with chicken, sundried tomato, zucchini, and asparagus; Nellie had gnocchi and TimmyD has a plate of sausage (which I had a bit of; daaaaaaaaamn) and quail. After much limoncello with the hostess, we walked home.

This morning: no rest for the wicked. We all met at half-ten (that’s what the frickin’ British call 10:30) and hit Eggstacy for some breakfast; we left, more than a little bit stuffed but ready for some shopping. Some shoes, some clothes and some books* later and we’d had about enough of Bloor Street.

After all the shopping we spent a few hours on the patio at the Bishop & Belcher, then collected ourselves at our place before heading out to the Auld Spot for dinner. Once again, I was more than impressed with the food (Nellie liked hers a great deal this time). We left, getting home in time for me to write this, check some feeds and pack for tomorrow.

That’s right, I said pack; we’ve decided to spend a night out of the city. We’re visiting our uncle & aunt near Guelph, and from there we’re going up to Elora for the night. It’ll be nice to see…you know, trees. Etc. I’ll post again when we’re back on Tuesday, at which point our visitors should be jetting back to old blighty.

* TimmyD pointed out a book, based on this website, which is quite possibly the most hilarious thing I have ever seen. We laughing hysterically in the stacks at Indigo, and at home I was actually on the floor laughing as I read it. There are pictures. Nellie says she’s never heard (or seen) me laugh that hard. I understand that some people won’t find it that funny. If you don’t find it funny at all, then I can’t be friends with you anymore.

[tags]england, portugal, u of t, toronto opera house, c’est what, fieramosca, eggstacy, bishop & belcher, auld spot, elora, mnftiu[/tags]

Tension

We’re sitting on the patio at the Duke of York right now, having just watched England and Portugal play to a 0-0 draw after 90 minutes. Extra time coming up. There are large number of anxious England fans, and two not-so-smart Portugal fans.

We got out to the Rebel House last night, and CBGB came along. The British among us were jet lagged and left early-ish; we had a few more drinks and went back to our place…where we talked about socioeconomics until 2 in the morning. Seriously.

[tags]world cup, england, portugal, rebel house, duke of york[/tags]

Withdrawal

What the hell am I supposed to do without any World Cup matches on TV tomorrow?

Sigh.

Come Saturday night I’d like to see Germany, Ukraine, England, and France move on, but I suspect it’ll be Argentina, Italy, Portugal and Brazil instead.

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Still on sports, I’m wondering who the Raps’ll take with their #1 pick (which they seem intent on keeping). That article — and my learned colleague PC — suggest it’ll be either LaMarcus Aldridge or Andrea Bargnani. I wish there was a decent point guard available, but I don’t think you can drop a #1 on Marcus Williams.

[tags]world cup, nba draft, toronto raptors, lamarcus aldridge, andrea bargnani, marcus williams[/tags]

One of God's special slaves

Quiz time: who said it, Ann Coulter or Hitler? [via Yes But No But Yes]

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I couldn’t agree with Chuck Swirsky more: “The thought of seeing Alonzo Mourning receiving an NBA title ring irritates me.” In case you don’t know what I’m talking about, I’ll summarize: Raptors trade Vince Carter for two bags of water (aka Eric Williams and Aaron Williams) and Alonzo Mourning. Mourning hadn’t played in a while and told the Raptors that his injury would prevent him from ever playing again. The Raptors buy out the remaining millions of his contract. Mourning promptly experiences a miraculous recovery and signs with Miami. Raptors are left with no superstar, no centre, two men with benches stapled to their asses and a lot less money. Suffice it to say, this was the beginning of the end for Rob Babcock, but Alonzo Mourning will forever go down in Raptors lore as a whiny little whore. Cheers, ‘Zo; you’ve always been, and always will be, Shaq’s bitch.

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There’s an article in this month’s Esquire about John Walker Lindh, the American captured in Afghanistan fiighting with the Taliban. It’s pretty eye-opening. I can’t imagine how hard it would be to be persecuted by practically every man, woman and child in your country and not be allowed to defend yourself, to explain what happened, to tell your side of the story. I thought Tom Junod did a pretty good job of telling us his story for him.

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The Much Music Video Awards are being re-broadcast right now, probably for the umpteenth time. I saw it on the guide and had to tune in so that I could put some context around Aaron Wherry’s hilarious play-by-play (found at Zoilus). However, now all I can hear from the other room is stupid kids screaming their heads off at…I dunno, Yellowcard or something. And who the hell-ass-balls is Hedley? Ugh. Gotta go turn it off.

[tags]ann coulter, hitler, chuck swirsky, alonzo mourning, john walker lindh, tom junod, mmva, popwherry, zoilus[/tags]

"My glucose levels are way down."

Last night we watched two movies. Well…we watched one movie and I finished watching a movie that I’ve been trying to struggle through for a few weeks.

Saint Ralph (imdb | rotten tomatoes) was very good. I wanted to see it two years ago at the film festival; since then Stanzi went to see it at Cinematheque and confirmed that it was, indeed, good. Great performances all around, except for a couple of wooden child actors playing Ralph’s friends. Oh, and Gord Downie butchered a cover of “Hallelujah”.

Heaven’s Gate (imdb | rotten tomatoes), on the other hand, was a pile of crap. Cinematography that could only be described as “dusty yellow”, horrid over-acting, prolonged scenes of foreign tongues with no subtitles, a criminally underused John Hurt, an equally criminal overuse of Isabelle Huppert, and a running time that seemed to stretch on forever. I honestly can’t imagine watching the original cut that ran four hours. I’d put my head through the tv in the hopes of achieving sweet, restful peace. It’s too bad; the topic — the Johnson County War — is such an interesting one, but they went and made a stinker about it. I always wanted to know if this movie deserved the “disaster” tag stuck to it. Survey says: oui.

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You know…when Edmonton lost game 1 after Roloson got hurt I thought they were in serious trouble. When they got blown out in game 2, I thought they were done. They won game 3 in Carolina, but then they lost again to go down 3-1 and I figured that was it for sure. But hold on; they won game 5 in Carolina and just took game 6 by a 4-0 score, forcing a game 7. It would seem I wrote them off too soon. Prove me wrong, kids…prove me wrong!

[tags]saint ralph, gord downie, heaven’s gate, edmonton oilers, carolina hurricanes[/tags]

Rooooooooooooooooney!!

Wayne Rooney finally made his comeback from a broken foot, entering the 0-0 game against Trinidad & Tobago, a game England was supposed to have dominated, in the 57th minute. The crowd had been chanting for him since early in the first half, nearing a roar when he began warming up on the sideline.

Rooney didn’t score — Peter Crouch (83′) and Steven Gerrard (90′) did — but the second he entered the game it took on a different complexion. From that point on the ball hardly left the T&T end, and the chances got nearer and nearer until Crouch headed home a great ball in from Beckham. Good sign for England, one supposes.

Too bad Rooney himself didn’t score…it would’ve made for some pretty incredible TV.

[tags]wayne rooney, david beckham, peter crouch, england, trinidad, tobago, world cup[/tags]

World-class sport, world-class shame

I, like TimmyD, really only care about football when the World Cup or Euro are on, but when it’s on I love it. Toronto turns into a never-ending mobile party (depending on who wins), and I feel no particular anxiety because I haven’t a favourite team. It’s great entertainment.

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Three Guantanamo Bay prisoners commit suicide, and the commanding officer calls it “an act of war”. Let’s get this straight: you invade their country, take them prisoner, deny them their Geneva Convention rights and hold them for as many as four years…and by committing suicide they have committed an act of war against you?

Rear Admiral Harry Harris, you have truly jumped up your own ass.

[tags]fifa, world cup, guantanamo bay, suicide, rear admiral harry harris[/tags]

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Catching up…

Torontoist spots an asshat parking his H2 in a handicapped parking spot. The Star says Bob Cole needs to retire from calling hockey, and I agree. He should take Harry Neale with him. Still with The Star, Ben Rayner asks if Radiohead is overrated. Not a chance, sez I. Finally, two links from Yes But No But Yes: super cuteness and super ugliness.

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Last day of the class (save tomorrow’s exam). I’m a little tired, but it’s par for the course on the Thursdays. We’re in good shape, project-wise; a few things to tie up and put together and we’re home free.

[tags]h2, asshat, bob cole, harry neale, ben rayner, radiohead, kittens+puppies, inhofe, mba[/tags]