When we walked past this sign, I asked spouse if he knew what it meant. He suggested it meant, "Don't use tools to take apart the fence." I had to laugh. It's not readily apparent except if you consider it is at the perimeter of a shopping center parking lot, near the Canadian Tire. Do you know what the sign is prohibiting?
We wound up there after I forced spouse to get out of the house at least for lunch. Here is the face he makes when I tell him to stop and stay still while I take a picture, God bless him. Oh and lots of the trees are looking like this around here.
I figure I'd take pictures of the poutine I eat. That way I can look back over the blog and make sure I'm not indulging too terribly often. The last time was at Costco a month ago. This one is really even better than Costco and it's a short walk from chez nous. The fries stay crunchy even under the burden of sauce. There's something especially yum in the sauce too, I think it's nutmeg. Reminds me of eggnog, isn't that what spice is in eggnog?
When we walked past this sign, I asked spouse if he knew what it meant. He suggested it meant, "Don't use tools to take apart the fence." I had to laugh. It's not readily apparent except if you consider it is at the perimeter of a shopping center parking lot, near the Canadian Tire. Do you know what the sign is prohibiting?
We wound up there after I forced spouse to get out of the house at least for lunch. Here is the face he makes when I tell him to stop and stay still while I take a picture, God bless him. Oh and lots of the trees are looking like this around here.
I figure I'd take pictures of the poutine I eat. That way I can look back over the blog and make sure I'm not indulging too terribly often. The last time was at Costco a month ago. This one is really even better than Costco and it's a short walk from chez nous. The fries stay crunchy even under the burden of sauce. There's something especially yum in the sauce too, I think it's nutmeg. Reminds me of eggnog, isn't that what spice is in eggnog?
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Now I have a hankering for poutine and one of those meat sandwiches!
What is that sign about? Is it that you can't work on your car in the parking lot? That's all I can think of.
At least he's got a hint of hair again.
Our leaves are in a similar state, even though we're a few hours south and likely not quite as far along.
I can't imagine they stay crunch under all that stuff!
Fall is a bit earlier than down here. The colors on that tree are fabulous.
"No wrenches (tools) allowed" -- but I'm unclear as to why?!
I had a KFC poutine last week; it wasn't bad.
I like Snooze's interpretation. But "no wrenches" is a municipal regulation? Poorly designed sign when you can't tell what it means.
I think it may be worth a trip to Canada just to taste poutine.
I think the sign is telling us that the tire store uses power wrenches and not hand tools to put the tires on your car.
The Poutine looks like Chicken planks and more at Long John Silvers seafood shop, where's the Ketchup? ed
The fries look like they are made from freshly cut potatoes, too. Those are the only kind of french fries that I like to eat.
I have not a clue about the sign. "Mechanics forbidden?"
I especially like the diet coke along with the poutine. I believe the "Diet" part cancels out the artery clogging part.
:)
Remind me what exactly poutine is, will ya?
When I saw the sign the first thing that came to mind is pretty much what Serge said. Don't use tools to disassemble the fence. In French. Don't use French tools to disassemble the fence? Don't use wrenches to disassemble the French. There. I like that one best. I might have to "borrow" that picture.
Yes, nutmeg is the spice typically used to flavor eggnog. Damn, I loves me some eggnog. It's almost eggnog season again. Rum is also used to flavor eggnog, to very good effect. I'm eagerly awaiting eggnog season!
You guys are all wrong. The sign means no dodgeball training in the parking lot.
"If you can dodge a wrench, you can dodge a ball!"
All our trees are yellow and green and orangy too. And it's raining, so they are soggy too.
I was just fondly reminiscing with a friend about our poutine eating experience many years ago, when we took a trip to Montreal.
And all the naked go-go boys.
I thought the spice in eggnog was alcohol.
My main objection to poutine is soggy fries, so a version with crispy fries would be more than bearable.
I'm suddenly really thirsty for Coca Cola light (as it's called here in the civilized world) from a can.
The sign means that you can't install the crap you just bought at Canadian Tire in/on your car. I've seen people install new batteries, exhaust and even change their oil (and leaving the waste behind), so I can see the reasoning for this sign. If only it was a bit more clear..
It is however better than all US signs that require the ability to read and understand English.
The sign is weird, the trees look beautiful and the poutine is just odd.
Looks like a great day!
Wait, wait! I've got it: "Don't be a tool."
Thank you.
One of these days I will try poutine.
Can't believe it already looks like fall in Montreal.
Mark :-)
Java: poutine is French fries (fresh potatoes best), gravy, and cheese curds.
Oh, damn...Birdie got here ahead of me...that's what I was going to say!
Really, that's all poutine is? Cheesecurds, gravy and french fries? Hmmm...I don't know what I was expecting it would be, but it wasn't that.
For those not well versed in French, "Reglement Municipal" refers to a municipal regulation and the sign is not intended for the general public but for any contractors who may be entering the site intended to do work. The regulation RRVMc U-I makes reference to what seems like "grandfather clauses" allowing uses at the site that otherwise would be prohibited.
Here's a link to one of the reg's:
http://www2.ville.montreal.qc.ca/ocpm/pdf/P05/6.pdf
Oh, and those fries look delish!
I don't think it's a prohibition sign at all. I'm pretty sure the circle and the slash is meant to signify a propeller, so the sign surely means, "Beware of flying wrenches." Which, you have to admit, are scary things.
Ahhh, I miss poutine! I want to go to Quebec, or to France again - strangely the last place I had poutine was....a mexican resturant in Japan. Which is too bizaare to wish for again so going to Quebec will have to do!
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