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Every time you boil a peanut, a kitten dies: Enjoying every other bit of the Fourthtivities in Ottawa


 

3:53:18 PM
You know, I’ve never celebrated Canada Day abroad in an ambassadorial setting, but you’d have to go a pretty long way to beat this party, as far as I can tell—and it’s barely even begun. The guests are streaming in, many in red and white, some in… those hats, the little straw ones, with striped ribbons. What do you call those? Those, anyway. Lots and lots of uniforms, but also denim and cotton and really, just a lovely, happy crowd.

Also, the food tents are slowly but surely starting to serve food, and the wine is already flowing, so it’s not exactly a hardship to wait around for the show.

4:57:42 PM
No, I haven’t abandoned you, although I’ll cop to a fact-finding mission to the pulled pork tent. Which, incidentally, was delicious, and highly informative. Now I’m trying to track down a civvie-fied Rick Hillier, who is apparently here in a suit, making it possibly the first time any of us have seen him sans uniform. I mean, not that he’s naked, but you know what I mean.

During my mealbreak, I’ll have you know that I dined with an astronaut and his wife. If you can think of a more American moment, I’d like to hear it.

I wonder if Hillier is near the dessert tent. I should totally investigate that possibility.

5:02:55 PM
Okay, this is going to sound horrible, but there is anyone other than John McDermott who is permitted to sing a national anthem in Ottawa?

5:04:12 PM

And there go the planes for the ceremonial flyover! Very impressive—I’m sure everyone is struck with the majesty of mankind’s triumph over gravity. That is, the ones who aren’t busy elbowing their way to the front of the codcake line.

5:05:27 PM
David Wilkins is delivering… pretty much the same speech as earlier, but with a teeny bit more homespun-ness and flavour, and to a more demonstrative audience.

Still charming, of course.

5:09:00 PM

And that appears to be it for the official program, which means I’m going to sign off for the moment. I’ll report back if there’s anything that just can’t wait til morning, but at the moment, I feel like enjoying what’s left of the afternoon without being hunched over the berry. I do promise to send that Hillier picture if I’m able to track it down—and anything else that strikes my fancy—but otherwise, have a wonderful Friday/Fourth, and I’ll be back in a future post.


 

Every time you boil a peanut, a kitten dies: Enjoying every other bit of the Fourthtivities in Ottawa

  1. It’s called “bunting.”
    Happy “hunting.”

  2. Thanks a lot Kady : now I have to get rid of the mental image of a naked Hillier

  3. What was the astronaut’s name? A Queen’s PhD, Andrew Feustel, will be going on a Hubble mission this fall. His wife is Canadian.

  4. I believe the straw hat itself is called a boater. Bunting is the cloth or crêpe paper stuff that hangs from the rafters and other places such as can been seen in the photo behind M. O’Malley.

  5. The pulled pork was awesome.

  6. What in god’s name is “Pulled Pork”?

  7. Pulled pork (or beef) is meat roasted or barbecued for a very long time over a low heat. Very tender, pulls apart. You can do it at home in a casserole (preferably cast iron), with all kinds of spices, brown sugar, garlic, a bit of vinegar, dried onion soup, etc. etc. On low (320-325*) for 3-4 hours or so. Serve on a bun, over noodles or mashed potatoes.

  8. Not to put a damper on the celebrations and full disclosure here . . .

    I should confess my father, first a landed immigrant but eventually became a Canadian citizen, was born in the States and served in the Marine Corps in the Pacific during World War II. My older brother served in the Marine Corps but left the service just before Viet Nam heated up. I have been brainwashed on American propaganda from birth.

    . . . Kady says, “During my mealbreak, I’ll have you know that I dined with an astronaut and his wife. If you can think of a more American moment, I’d like to hear it.”

    I say; waterboarding?

    I started typing additions to that one word but the list becomes just so lengthy and dismal as to discourage any reasonable human being.

    Happy Fourth of July, maybe the hard done by citizens of the U.S.A. get their country back come November?

    And here’s a link to Harper’s take on joining in the Iraq fiasco:

    http://www.ctv.ca/servlet/ArticleNews/story/CTVNews/1049464033397_20?s_name=&no_ads=

    Canada needs Harper like the U.S.A. needs another dose of Bush.

  9. Pulled pork is awful. At our fall fair there is, without fail, a pulled pork wagon. It’s horrible. Why would you want to eat something that greasy? (Although I dare say many americans wonder that about poutine. Which is amazing.)

  10. Andrew Feustel – yes, that’s totally him! How awesome of you to find a picture. He and his wife were entirely delightful.

    As for the pulled park, I have no reasonable excuse for eating it; it was, however, delicious, as were the shrimp, and the french fries, and the fried chicken and the tarte thing that was made of chocolate but somehow avoided the deep fryer. It was, however, a lovely afternoon.

  11. did you get a star or stripe painted on your face to match the Canada day maple leaf?

  12. Interesting timing – I watched an interview on CNN (can’t remember who the guy is) discussing how Bush picked very unqualified people as Ambassadors – he picked supporters and friends – David Wilkins was on the top of the list of the three this guy chose as the least qualified to be an Ambassador.

    Just thought it was interesting timing.

  13. Just goes to show qualifications — or random CNN guys’ perception of them — aren’t everything. Wilkins is a good ambassador.

  14. I just thought it was interesting timing as I went from that to reading Kady’s blog.

    I’m surprised they mentioned an ambassador to what’s that country? Oh, ya Canada.

    Hey, this is from the best political team in America – according to CNN – Wolf Blitzer says so.

  15. I meant to mention – the PM should be living in that house. It’s really nice.

  16. “is anyone other than John McDermott who is permitted to sing a national anthem in Ottawa?”

    Well, there’s that Slewidge OPP chappie…

    Oh wait, I forgot. Scotiabank Place isn’t in Ottawa but rather some godforsaken suburb. Never mind.

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