>> david: you're -- you're good at hockey? >> boy: yes. >> david: are you gonna be a goalie or a player? >> boy: player. >> anthony: wow. >> david: a player. >> man: oh! >> anthony: oh, man. wait, am i gonna get, like, a mouthful of puck, by the way? ♪ it's being catered with fred and dave's usual restraint. [ david hums fanfare ] >> david: come eat. >> anthony: hot cocoa in styrofoam cups? uh, no. try a titanic choucroute garnie a la alsacienne containing flintstone-size hunks of pork belly, poitrine, bacon, homemade boudin blanc, kielbasa, smoked chops, plus, like, veal and pork links. oh, yeah. this is a truly heroic, uh, choucroute. >> fred: oh, look at the beautiful work of linking these. >> anthony: it's awesome. this dish is the, uh, single best argument for sharing a border with germany. [ laughter ] and of course the finest wines known to humanity.