Courtesy of The Canadian Design Resource
A Canadian beer fridge
January 10th, 2009 § 7 comments
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Oh my. A nation after my own heart…!
Well, you learn to make do with what you have. And we have snow, lots of it, and beer, lots of it.
Is that Heineken?
I thought you Canadians didn’t do imports…
But of course we do imports … just not American beer if we can help it, which someone once described as being like fornicating in a canoe, i.e., fucking close to water …
Blimey!
Amen, sister!
That is seriously too much snow. I am assuming it wasn’t shovelled there, but found its way directly from the heavens. Down here in Virginia, we had a five minute flurry the other day and it made us all feel good. That, that is beyond a snow day. Enjoy the beer!
Hate to break the spell, but I don’t like beer …
Hah!…i nearly used this pic the other day too, when i was whining about the amount of snow we had received. It’s a great one, and i confess, in my wild university days on the prairies…we actually would use the the great out of doors as a quick way to chill ‘the brewski’s’ LOL….
We still do … use the great outdoors, I mean. By March, when we hold our annual Paddy’s Day party here, there’s a huge mound of snow on the poop deck at the back, and we just toss the white wine and bottled beer into it. I’m at a loss for my big outdoors refrigerator whenever we throw a hooley during the summer …
Ah haha! I really enjoyed that today!
I just finished my shoveling last night and heard we expecting more tonight… grrrr!
Hey, Jack, glad you liked the beer fridge. If we can’t laugh at the bloody snow it would drive us all crazy, eh? We had another dump last night, so The First Husband was out with the snowblower at the crack of 9 o’clock this morning. I stand by my rights and absolutely refuse to shovel. I fold his underwear after laundering them, and I reckon that’s my contribution to wedded bliss around here. Like your blog … how the heck do you find the time to make it so good-looking?
I love it! And it’s so handy! Well….unless of course you want to leave.
No problem! It’s the back door …