♪ but no. these hardy culinarians of the north like to frolic in the snow and ice. more accurately, they like to obey their genetic québécois imperative to risk dental and maxillofacial injury by skating around, slapping at a hard disc, trying to drive it in each other's general direction. i believe they call this sport hockey. this is not in my blood. do you s -- do you skate? >> david: yeah, we grew up on rinks like this. >> anthony: does everyone in -- in quebec? uh, it's pretty much obligatory? "here's your stick, kid." >> david: yeah. what else do you do? there's no reason to live here if it's no hockey. >> anthony: hockey rinks pop up all over this city to accommodate montrealers' desire to risk teeth, groin, and limb. and right behind fred and dave's restaurant, joe beef, a pickup game of chefs, cooks, and hospitality professionals is underway. some of these guys, to put it charitably, are a little long in the tooth to be out there swinging sticks at each other and, uh, uh, skidding around on