IF YOU KNOW WHAT THIS IS…
Then one (or both) of two things are true.
You live in a climate where if you left ground meat outside overnight, it would be a frozen lump in the morning.
You drink to excess.
SO…WTH IS IT?
It is French fries covered with cheese curds and brown gravy, a dish generally consumed by pasty white inebriated people.
If you have ever been to Tim Hortons you could be one of them.
POUTINE…
Started in Québec, and has spread like gooey disgusting wildfire throughout Canada, and even into parts of the United States of Musk (re-named by Excrement Order from the Polyester Cockwomble, Diarrhea Donny). This stuff falls under the larger classification of “drunk food”, that food that should only be consumed when one is blottoed, tanked, legless, wrecked, plastered, wasted, hammered, hosed, pickled, slopped, sodden, sauced, soused, snockered, and larruped. (That last one is specifically Canadian).
ALCOHOL PLUS WEED…
Is actually perfect combination that will allow you to tolerate this culinary abomination.
Montreal's Le Gras Dur serves a "pot poutine" with a gravy that included hemp protein, hemp seeds and hemp oil, offered with a joint-like roll of turkey, wild mushrooms and arugula, putting you in the perfect mood to go out and get some moose head (watch out for the antlers).
THERE ARE MANY…
Poutine variations:
Actually, that’s the only one.
SO THIS IS THE REASON…
That Canada must be punished. They just deserve it, eh? But don’t take my word for it.
P.S. Bonus question: Why is Wussolini mad at Mexico?
Answer: Because they’re brown.
partage tout ça, tuyauter ?
tu as quelque chose a dire?
Ohhh gosh you are persuasive! I am a fan of poutine … delicious, fun, chewy, or, as Campbell’s soup used to say “Mmmmm…good!” But my cardiologist advises limiting myself to one serving a year. Think Louisiana in February… tomorrow I might just have recovered from last year’s indulgence to take on another dose of poutine. Who’s first to gobble up the leftovers? Eagles? Chiefs? 🙄
Thanks, I needed that!