like oh -- >> no, no. >> not that guy. >> there's a joke around here somewhere, but to tell you the truth, the stuff is just too good. >> it's like 10 below zero in this freaking town. and that generally does not spell good time for me. a good time for me is more like a palm tree, a beach, a swimming pool, where the only cold thing is my beer. but no. these hearty culinarians of the north like to frolic in the snow and ice. more accurately, they like to obey their genetic quebecois imperative to face dental and maxiofacial injury, by skating around, slapping at a hard disk, trying to drive it in each other's general direction.