The oven, is the best place to cook bacon. (Dome Petro)
Indoors or out, truck drivers never remove their hats to eat. (Echo Bay, Port Radium)
A bottle of Tobasco Sauce becomes totally invisible when emptied into a big jug of Cherry KoolAid. (Rankin Inlet)
Shot shell primers slipped quietly behind a pot on the hot stove top, make a lovely bang and startle the crap outa the cook. (Cambridge Bay)
Wolverine is virtually inedible (Paulatuk), as are Coots, Raven and Seagulls. (Horn River)
Bertha Ruben's fry bread (bannock), with butter and strawberry jam is probably the tastiest thing I've ever eaten. (Hornaday River)
George Washington Porter's bean soup was excellent. (Gjoa Haven)
Eider Ducks lay up to eight eggs and that's all there is for breakfast, lunch and supper. (Gjoa Haven)
Spam, scored on top, with cloves inserted, smothered in honey, baked in the oven, served with instant mashed and canned peas makes a nice Sunday dinner. (Spence Bay)
If given a couple of ounces of rum a day, the alcholic cook with the DTs lying in his sleeping bag on the floor vibrating, will eventually sober up enough to get up and start cooking. (1st Ice Road)
To a non native, the only edible part of a harbour seal, is the liver. (Various)
It is possible for two guys to eat a whole caribou hind leg at one sitting. (Paulatuk)
Well aged (months) Arctic Char, dipped in slightly rancid seal oil, tastes somewhat like blue cheese. (Paulatuk)
Four 'Hungry Man' TV Dinners, is almost enough supper after a day outside on a small Cat building the Ice Road.
It is perfectly acceptable to watch and cheer porn, on a Sunday morning while eating breakfast with 50 other guys and a couple of gals. (Lupin, Contwoyto Lake.)





I like the shells behind the stove....too funny!

