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Section 2: National Capital Region Edition

Faithful readers,

Please note that beginning this weekend, May 28, 2004, Section 2 will be published almost entirely from Ottawa, Ontario.

Keep those cards and letters coming, and as always, stay and scroll a while.


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Le Tricolore Seulement... Pour Toujours

It is common knowledge that Montreal is as a one-team town.

When Team Bourque placards lined the city streets, Montrealers didn't buy in. Nope, they said, that isn't our team.

As I drove home last night through Outremont I watched a crew of Team/Équipe Martin/Lapierre-ites mounting placards. I couldn't help wondering what would make them believe that their luck could be different. The Habs may have lost in the second round, but they're still the only team in town. Just ask the Expos.

Perhaps not the wisest of political strategies for la Ville Marie.

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Jamie Cullum. Know him. Love him.

Up here in Canadia, jazzies have been cooing and coddling sensation Michael Bublé since his big debut at the Mulroney wedding. And while Bublé's not a bad vocalist, he's no Jamie Cullum. Cullum has been the darling of the UK jazz scene for the past few years, and his latest release, "Twentysomething", has sold more than a million copies over there -- not bad for an album that includes covers of old standards such as "Singin' in the Rain". Cullum's original tracks, such as the album's namesake, are nothing short of breathtaking.

Oh, and the cover of Jeff Buckey's "Lover, you should have come over"... wow... that's all I can say.

"Twentysomething" dropped in Canadian and U.S. outlets just this month. It is SUCH a worthwhile investment.

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Breakfast Battle Royale

Eggs benedict or eggs florentine?

[I say florentine]

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Finally, Martin can call the election

Well Paul Martin has cleaned the decks and readied himself for an election call. Machiavellian? Yeah-hah. Clearly Chuck Guite is the fall guy. Not a surprise. But now he's got six indictments against him, which means he REALLY IS the fall guy. Gagliano remains in the clear because, well naturally, he was in the cabinet which would mean that any blood on his hands would have undoubtedly dripped onto Martin's some way or another. So Gagliano's hands are clean, as are Martin's, and voilà.
Good has prevailed over evil. Sure.
As I type on this gray Monday in Montreal, the evil-doers are being arraigned before a judge in Superior Court.
I give Martin five days before the election is called. Can't you just hear him now?
"Justice is being served. Those responsible for the mismanagement of federal monies have been rooted out, and I have every confidence that this matter can be put behind us."
Blah blah blah.
Wonder if ol' Paul Martin signed the RCMP warrant for Guite's arrest himself.


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Y Not?

Fun little piece on the news tonight about Canadian airport codes and why the heck they all begin with the letter "Y". Thing is, airport codes are actually four letters long. Canadian codes start with "C", naturally, for Canuckia. The "Y" as in YYZ, YUL, YOW (Toronto, Montreal, and Ottawa respectively) is, well, a fluke. Just hadn't been used yet elsewhere.

So voilà.

Hardly the impressive historic anecdote that explains why all Montreal postal codes start with "H".

(Duh, it stands for Hochelaga, the city's original Iroquois name.)

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It's Like You're Always Stuck in Second Gear

Ok, so the Friends finale was even more trite, predictable and unfunny than expected. Anyone care to dispute me on this one?

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Forget Sclarsic's mom!

Now you can vote for Jonathan Sclarsic for president... err... sort of. Jonathan is one of the candidates being considered for Showtime's new political reality series, The American Candidate. Check out his candidate page and support him. And pay no mind to his comment about nobody ever guessing that he plays rock guitar. Here's something nobody would really ever guess -- the man skinny dipped in Lake Waban on the campus of Wellesley College.

Now if that's not an achievement worthy of a presidential nomination, then I really don't get U.S. politics.

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In The New House

I've been a little slow in getting my hands on the April/May issue of Maisonneuve Magazine, but when I finally grabbed one this aft, I was happy to read (EIC) Derek Webster's sassy intro.

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A Little Taste of Italian Heaven

Il Piatto Della Nonna, or grandmother's plate, is a 15 table eatery on the rapidly gentrifying block of St. Viateur just south of Jeanne Mance. Nonna herself is in plain sight, toiling over every perfectly placed penne.

If you're in Montreal and looking for authentic Italian, I highly recommend this one.

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