It was a funny night, I had invited a few friends over for another one of my dinner parties but I had to work late, so I didn’t have time to buy the ingredients for the dinner I had planned. My fridge was empty apart from breakfast stuff and a few beers, and my guests would be over within the hour.
I came close to canceling when I had one of those epiphany moments. Why don’t we just have breakfast? I had all I needed to make pancakes, plus I had maple syrup, sausages, Canadian bacon and eggs. It was morning somewhere so we might as well let out hair down, relax and have what I like to call “Dinfast”
I was flipping some pancakes when Toby walked in “I had a nap before I came, I think I must of overslept?” he said with a smile. He asked me what was going on and I told him I was a genius that had invented a new craze to which he replied “You forgot to go to the shops didn’t you”
Angela and Dean were equally confused but excited all the same. “It’s gonna be weird eating pancakes and drinking beer, my brain will be all confused” joked Angela.
I made a couple of ham and cheese omelettes, some hash browns and served up the “Dinfast” with a healthy sized jug of Canadian ale.
“All the kids in Brooklyn and Portland will doing this before you know it” I said. “And having roast lamb and pot roasts for breakfast?” asked Dean, “Exactly” I replied “I’ve just started a new craze.
I’ll be the first to admit that it felt a little strange eating breakfast at night, but that didn’t stop it from being fun. There is something about cutting though a syrupy stack of pancakes and then taking a long sip of a pale ale that makes you feel truly free. I highly recommend “Dinfast” to all!
Poutine is my favorite dish. Maybe because it goes so well with or after a few beers. Maybe is because it was the first thing I learnt to cook in college, or maybe because it’s so bad it’s good, I don’t know, but I’ve always had the Poutine bug for many years and haven’t been able to shake it.
For those of you that don’t know Poutine is a traditional Canadian dish that started in Quebec. Essentially it consists of french fries topped with gravy and cheese curds (mouth watering?) If you grew up in Canada you have had this dish at least once, and if you are me you eat this dish far more than you should.
What I love about it is the dish is so simple, it gives you room to be creative. Why not go with one of my mantra’s: “Add Canadian bacon to everything” or literally spice it up, with some jalapenos, with Poutine, the sky’s the limit!
Yesterday I called Eric and asked him if he was up for some homemade Poutine to which he replied “You had me at homemade, I’m on my way” When Eric arrived we spent most of our time talking about how different cooking smells link to different memories.
Poutine reminded him of his dad and all the Hockey games they went to in his youth, for me the smell reminded me of the amusement park food trucks and how the smell of candy mixed with Poutine would leave you dizzy with joy.
We watched Hockey, had a few beers and had some Poutine, for those that are uninitiated nothing does better with Poutine than some Hockey and beer. This time around I decided to add Canadian bacon a dash of nutmeg (trust me) and some chilli on the side. It was so good Eric and I had two helpings and sported what we call “Poutine baby bumps” for the rest of the evening.
I had a hard day at work and I was really looking forward to cooking, mainly because a pasta bake is one of the easiest dishes to cook and I just wanted to relax with some friends. I had already made the pasta so all I had to do was add the sauces, meatballs and Canadian bacon, yes, Canadian bacon! That sounds awesome I hear you scream, well, you’re not wrong.
There is a little know secret in Canada, which basically is adding Canadian bacon will make anything greater. I put the bake in oven and waited for my guests.
First to arrive, as always, was Angela Bennett. We have been friends for years and she also works at SlotPrince.com. Then Toby Dean, who manages bands, followed by my good friend and perpetual late comer, Eric Andersson. Eric is the senior developer at BrowsingAnonymousOnline.com and seems to not only take his work home, but everywhere he goes.
As always Toby picked a record to set the party mood and spent five minutes mocking my record collection. “Kings of Leon, Sean? Come on you’re better than that!” we decided on some Jazz and I brought out some Canadian ales I managed to get on a trip to Quebec, the Molson Export’s did well to numb the pain of Toby’s teasing.
We spent the evening tucking in to some great pasta bake and everyone was talking about how much they loved their jobs. Which I do, working at SlotPrince is super competitive which can be hard but trying our best to stay one step ahead of the competition is where the fun and creativity comes in. Angela agreed with me and we all seemed to be really happy with our jobs, which is a rare luxury, or maybe it was all the ales we were drinking.