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on friday we went to check out the newest bar slash pub slash restaurant slash eatery slash all of the above in Sylvan. VoilÃ¥! Cities Gastro Pub! there’s already one in Red Deer, but the one in Sylvan opened about two weeks ago. I will give you the ONLY reason you need to know that you should go there.

instead of nachos…

you can order a bucket of bacon and syrup to dip it in.

done and fucking done.

I’d have pictures of our night, but apparently a rule was established before we got there that the first person to take out their phone had to pay for everything. so you dont get to see a picture of the table covered with beer bottles. or the incredibly delicious Tokyo Burger I had, or the Butter Chicken poutine, or the Angry Bison poutine, or the Fish Tacos that provided much entertainment with their obvious innuendos.

or the jalapeno pepper chili beer that someone ordered and was… well… it was fucking gross. I’m sorry, there’s no way to simplify that any further. it was terrible.

so would I recommend you go there? duh. BACON BUCKET.

Last night I popped the cheery of our Staub tagine we go for christmas. fitting since it’s red. like a cherry.

see what I did there?

chicken, acorn squash, onion, garlic, oilves, parsley, cilantro, plum, raisins, preserved lemons and oranges, served over quinoa.

and you know what?

it was delicious.

of course it was, I made it.

it’s almost back above 0 from the shit -36 we had to put up with all this past week. you know what that means of course. slush. slushballs. thawing dog poo…

Aimée brought me back fries from Blondie’s cause she went for brunch with her friend and apparently she blames my hiccups on the fact that as soon as she walked through the door I went all Epic Meal Time on them.

lies.

I ate them one at a time.

just really fast.