The hokey pokey??

I do when it corresponds to my reality! It's called the Barnum effect!

I agree with you on principle, because I’m an extrovert too. My partner isn’t. She’s always like “Are you sure your friends want me to be there? Wouldn’t you have more fun without me?”

What I like about those big spread dinners is the mix of fancy stuff and old school rednecky snacks. Foie gras next to cheese whiz on Ritz crackers with sweet gerkins? Awesome!

I travel a lot for work, so getting some obscure rub from the deep South or a whacky flavored mustard from half way around the world is cheap, easy to bring back in your carry on luggage (keep it under 100mL for liquids) and makes great gifts.

Going for something generic like a gift card for Starbucks or home Depot is the safe bet that won’t wow anyone, but will always be appreciated.

Old panettone. In fact, I straight up refuse to eat that brioche-y fruitcake bullshit unless you soak it in booze and batter and fry the fucker.

That's one of the reasons why opposites attract. It brings balance to the force.

I’m surprised that the sweet factor hasn’t been covered as well. A touch of sweetness in savory dishes can go a long way. I live in Maple country, so pretty much all sauces get maple syrup. But I also keep honey and molasses handy.

Learning to say no is the hardest thing ever when you’re a megavert (one step over extrovert). My solution is that I’m dating an introvert, and she’s in charge of the social calendar.

I’d love a second team in the GTA and Québec City. But the Leafs and Habs have too much weight behind them, the fee they'll ask for to barge into their turf will be too steep.

I usually lure my girlfriend away from her work laptop by poping open a bottle of wine. She'll at least relax for a couple of sips before getting back to it. She might stay longer if the cat and I double-team her.

My girlfriend is a huge pasta snob, amatriciana is her favorite. I haven’t shown her this post, yet she is bobbing her head in approval in her office right now and she doesn’t even know why.

I like this series of articles. More please!

In other words, the kitchen is about to be relegated.

My usual “worry time” is when I get back to bed after my middle of the night pee. If I don’t drift off to sleep right away, the hamster gets back on the wheel and who the fuck knows where it’s going. Could be anything from rehashing embarrassing episodes from my youth, what if they realize that I’m a slacker at work,…

My white whale hunting days are pretty much over. I travel for work often, so sometimes I get to check out the “hyped Brewer flavor of the month”, but I’m at the point where I prefer hitting an unhyped brewpub when I’m out of town. Better service, better and cheaper food, no lineups and I’ve rarely been disappointed…

Promotions and rewards, and who gets them, gives you clues on what upper Management’s values are. If they mesh with yours, then keep at it, note down your accomplishments for future reference and your turn will come. If they don’t (nepotism, promoting a toxic work environment, etc.), take it as a cue to start looking…

Go to any amateur boxing gala, and 3 fights in you’ll be convinced.

“You’re killin’ me Smalls”