“I had no interest in owning a strip club. Heck I was barely in Pandora’s Box”-Harvey Glatt
When I opened Flash Cadilac on Rideau Street in the 70s, I had no idea that the general public venturing into my store would call it “weird or strange”. That opening Friday night I thought I was just “a run of the mill store” and had my first sale that was over $50. It was a vintage raccoon coat being sold to a stripper at Pandora’s Box that she bought along with a black feather boa.
I stared at the glimmer of her bright red hair and just envied everything about her. During our conversation she told me stripping was actually a thrill for her and she invited me to watch her dance. When I saw the photo of Pandora’s Box on Lost Ottawa last week it felt like it was yesterday, only the stage was missing one thing.
That photo was missing the giant round ottoman in the centre of the stage where the girls would seductively display their body in different positions. I once sat there uncomfortably while I watched men in loose clothing stare at the women who I now called my friends.
I remember the oversized chairs on each side of the stage where the VIP customer sat for a birds eye view. It was one thing for someone to walk around the store half naked, but to see it all come 360 was a shock for me at first. But, it was at that moment that I realized skimpy lingerie and heels mesmerized both sexes to mass purchasing, and no one was doing it. Because of these gals stripping at Pandora’s I figured out that males might now assume that their wives and girlfriends should wear heels and skimpy wear too, even when they were cleaning up dog poop. Fashionable seduction was born– someone had to do it. So in 1976 my store Flash Cadilac was the first to sell corsets, stockings and garter belts. Within a few days anything I had bought from Coquette Lingerie in Waterloo, Ontario was sold out. And so it began…
Went there in the 50s to watch laters and the serials – batman etc. Also our church, when Pandoras was active had a phone number that was one digit off the Pandora number so our church secretary got a lot of phone calls looking for Pandoras
In 1972 Michael Johnston and Margaret aboud created a burlesque show at this theatre. The stage, the dance filoor, the supper club atmosphere were Europe meets Broadway, meets the revolution and evolution of Ottawa .
Hundreds of stories and momentous memories took place in the location, that changed names and focus many times.
U2 the Irish group played there and only had a few cover tunes. Bono and the edge loved this Ottawa land mark. Thanks for the picture. Ox
Wasn’t that the Rialto Theatre? We had a joke about that place, when you went there they searched you for a knife, if you didn’t have one they gave you one.
this was ROTHMANS Furniture is the 60s. anyone else remember that ?,Then it becomes Pandora s Box Burlesque club in the 70s but the mayor made in difficult on the sex type operations in Ottawa causing them to disappear one by one. Toronto s Young St got the same civic treatment after the sad “shoe shine boy” murder Aug 77 .
It was indeed Lovie and Clive, an obvious take-off on Bonnie and Clyde. They had some interesting import items but went out of business when Import Bazaar (later Pier One) came to town
1914 — Imperial Theatre, called “Canada’s Theatre Beautiful,” opens at 323 Bank St.
1930s — Theatre is site of Sunday services of the Metropolitan Tabernacle while congregation awaits completion of what will become Metropolitan Bible Church nearby.
1956 — Cinema closes.
1970, circa — Discotheque operates in former theatre.
1970s — Building is acquired by Dino Antonakos.
1971 — Canada’s first-all nude burlesque house, Pandora’s Box, takes over disco space and operates until late 1970s. Another strip club, Fanny’s Cabaret, would later operate in lower level before relocating to ByWard Market.
1978 — Barrymore’s reopens as discotheque.
1979 — Disco is dead. Club becomes venue for live music.
2008 — New operators are George Syriannis and Vince Simeone. Syriannis later becomes sole proprietor.
2014 — Building turns 100. Petition seeks restoration of facade.
The Naked Truth– a Personal Opinion
How many strippers have you known in your life? Because I met quite a few who shopped at my store for lingerie; I can tell you, very few of them got into stripping because they were on drugs or drinking too much. If anyone walked through my front door with stilettos and bare legs at lunchtime in the dead of winter; I knew it was a gal from the Bare Fax in the market looking for work clothes and accessories.
Their consensus always was: it’s a good gig if you can get hired at an upscale club or are a traveling headliner. Otherwise, it’s a stressful, difficult job, mainly because of dealing with drunks, owners, and wandering hands. The problem with stripping or escorting in my opinion is that you are selling something very intimate.
To some it was a job that was part time, and a big improvement over a full time, low-paying one that included the phrase, “do you want fries with that.” Some customers asked me why any girl would be desperate enough to do this job. Personally, I think the question should be, why are so many guys so desperate to pay to look at a body?
I think our culture treats strippers badly even though there is such demand for them *because* we demand them. We’re a badly sex-negative culture, so when we go to fulfill our sexual (bad) needs, and we can easily hate the people providing that fulfillment.
The main reason so many people have a hard time treating sex-workers as people is that for most people sex-workers are a fantasy indulgence. Their services are employed to live out a fantasy, but to treat them as humans is to admit that they have their own personalities, rights, etc. So why do people demonize strippers and sex workers? Because they’re out there, because they don’t show the layers of self-deception, because they didn’t follow the example of the ‘Venerable Prudes’.
Author Camille Paglia once said strippers are proof of personal power, particularly for women. Feminists went berserk. Despite this, many of the dancers I personally knew enjoyed the opportunities they were presented with when stripping for money. Some women enjoyed the dancing, some enjoyed the communication with customers, some enjoyed the freedoms. Just as in any other job, we all have our own reasons. In the end, our job description entails consistent/ near-constant physical activity, sales & customer service skills, and the ability to ooze charisma (sexual or otherwise). It can be very difficult, and it is not for everyone.
I understand many people will not not feel as I do, and I think that’s okay. Everyone has different morals and beliefs which dictate how they view the world. But honestly, no dancer nor escort needs your approval. Regardless of people’s puritanically-steeped biases, stripping and other adult entertainment work is WORK. I thank each and every one of them for the friendship and support they showed me and my stores.
Kindi Dickinson ( Kindi Dickinson is also the model in the black one) at DISCO VIVA!!!
Flash Cadillac swimwear 1979–1990s– I cut and we made so many of these its crazy.. I can remember the pattern numbers.. Black one and I see a yellow one was B34 Leopard wrap was B2 and there 3 more in that group shot but my memory has lapsed-
Clipped from The Ottawa Journal, 08 Nov 1973, Thu, Page 23
Skateway Fashion Show
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From Lost Ottawa on Facebook– Photo of Linda Seccaspina– ago Flash Cadilac closed after 21 years on Rideau Street. Photo by Wanita Bates
I am wondering if you would have ever come across a professional wrestling night at the Carleton Place arena in the 1970’s. I can remember that there was a live bear. And I would just like to know an approximate date and who wrestled the bear.
Can you help?
Terrible Ted (born 1949 or 1950 was a Canadian American black bear, known as a professional wrestler. He wrestled for various North American promotions from the 1950s into the 1970s.
UPDATE
My daughter-in-law Stephanie Seccaspina said it was her uncle Randy McGonegal wrestled the bear at the Carleton Place arena.. and he still has the news clipping. She said she would get him to call me to update this. Stay tuned.
Tom Edwards-Bennie and Billy McGuire Ask and you shall receive Linda Seccaspina. We were there at the wrestling that night. The whole family. My father loved wrestling. When the bear was wrestling, my mom and my sister became the main event. My poor mother was terrified that the bear was coming into the crowd. She grabbed my sister and hauled poor Sue Edwards over probably three rows of benches. Mother wasn’t fooling. She bailed. Jim Edwards Sue and I laughed of this often.
Bennie and Billy McGuire Ask and you shall receive Linda Seccaspina. We were there at the wrestling that night. The whole family. My father loved wrestling. When the bear was wrestling, my mom and my sister became the main event. My poor mother was terrified that the bear was coming into the crowd. She grabbed my sister and hauled poor Sue Edwards over probably three rows of benches. Mother wasn’t fooling. She bailed. Jim Edwards Sue and I laughed of this often.
On July 13, 1966, McKigney offered $3,000 to anyone who could pin Ted. The challenge was accepted and met by John Szigeti (a 36-year-old welder who wanted the money for truck repairs), who pinned Ted “for maybe 15 seconds” before McKigney pried him free. McKigney and promoter Howard Darvin refused to pay the prize, so Szigeti sued them in May 1968.
By BRET ‘HITMAN’ HART – SLAM! Wrestling When I was five, my dad had a wrestling bear living in a cage under the back porch steps. I’d let my ice cream drip on my bare toes and dangle my feet between the wooden steps so the bear could lick it off. Us Hart kids thought that was pretty cool. I figured it was a good way to keep my feet clean and it kind of tickled, too. It just so happened I was invited to the next-door neighbour’s birthday party, which was going to be held at CFCN on a kiddie program called The Headhunter Show. I’d never been to a birthday party or been on a TV show, so I was hyped when I got on the set and took my seat on the bench. Suddenly, out from behind the curtain came Terrible Ted — the very same bear that lived under our porch. The bear handler scuffled around with Ted just long enough to amuse us kids. Some were scared but not me. Heck, me and Ted were practically on a first-name basis and he no doubt appreciated the ice cream drips. By the end of the show, Headhunter, the host, came around interviewing various kids. When he came to me, he innocently asked: “Wouldn’t you like to have a bear like that in your backyard?” It seemed like a pretty stupid question. I matter-of-factly told him: “I already have a bear like that living in my backyard.” Well, he kind of winked at the camera and chalked it up to the overactive imagination of a five-year-old boy. This was all the opening he needed to have a little fun, as I found myself pleading with him to believe I really did have a bear just about that exact same size living at my house. He had some more fun with me and when the show ended, I felt really annoyed nobody believed me. I remember getting home only a few minutes later, since CFCN was so close, and my mom gave me a big warm hug and smiled: “Aw dawling, no one ever believes me when I tell them what goes on around here either!” You might be wondering where the heck I’m going with this. Well, I wanted to tell you about Buck Shot, which is the show that replaced Headhunter. I was at a Flames game a few weeks ago when the happy-go-lucky face of Buck Shot himself, Ron Barge, appeared on the Jumbotron. Dick Clark’s got nothing on Buck Shot, who looks the same as he did 25 years ago. While I was leaving, some drunk spotted me and, in quite a dissing give-me-a-break tone, he pointed and bellowed: “First Buck Shot and now The Hitman!” I wanted to respond with a wisecrack but as I made my way to my truck, I realized it was a huge compliment to be seen in the same light as Buck Shot. For kids to have heroes is an important thing and I always took that part of my job seriously. I always took great pride in knowing if young kids were watching The Hitman, they were in good hands. I met Buck Shot many times over the years, mostly when I was a kid hanging around CFCN and he was always as gentle and kind as he was on TV.
Author’s Note– It killed me to see this poor bear being wrestled. Thank goodness this no longer happens:(
Bill Slade
I recall a wrestling bear and troupe at the Almonte Arena very late 70’s early 80’s. All I can recall is the smell when the bear entered. There were midgets wrestling. After the “matches”, they all went to the lobby for autographs and to sell the usual junk. Whoever wrestled the bear, he would get his arms around the bear and the bears around him. Then the bear flicked him like a flea out of the ring. A greasy, smelly bear, what a way to make a living.
A few weeks back a friend of mine and I went down an obscure YouTube wrestling rabbit hole. We learned of the wrestler who makes Jade Cargill’s streak look silly and makes Goldberg’s streak look laughable. A wrestler praised by the often critical Jim Cornette. He was a member of Stampede wrestling and famously licked fudge off of Bret Hart’s toes and ripped a man’s hand off during a match. Some have his record at 1400-0.
I’m speaking of course about Victor the Wrestling Bear. Yes this is real and is worth a YouTube search. There was a bear that went around the territories and worked with many legendary performers, from Bobby Heenan to The Destroyer. After every victory he’d enjoy a Coca Cola to the roar of the crowd. He even appeared on the Ed Sullivan show.
What started out as mindless entertainment after a night out turned dark as we dove deeper down this hole. Victor had his license suspended several times (seriously), at times was horribly mistreated, and his successor killed his owner’s wife, which pretty much put an end to bear wrestling forever. I’m honestly surprised they haven’t done a Dark Side of the Ring on this. (If they do, remember I called it.) What is this crazy thing that we all love to watch?
Claudia Allen began a Facebook thread remembering how she used to watch Hockey Night in Canada on her Grandfather’s TV as no one else owned one in the immediate family. I soon remembered coming home from school and watching American Bandstand every afternoon or listening to my Mother ramble on about what soap-opera horrors were on the Guiding Lightthat day. These small thoughts of course got the whole group remembering what their favourite shows used to be during the CHS years.
Paul Cournoyer- I remember getting home to watch American Bandstandon ABC Channel 8- Poland Spring, Maine with a snowy TV screen.
Decker Way– I Used to watch American Bandstand, wished I could dance as well as they could and I also liked the Mickey Mouse Club with Annette.
Keith McClatchie– I hardly ever missed an episode of Queen for a Day and I remember being in total disbelief of some of these sob stories! Annette Funnicello and Cubby O’Brian on the Mickey Mouse Club. Do you folks remember The Adventures of Spin and Marty on The Mickey Mouse Club and at supper time they had a different adventure/action show every day – Robin Hood, Lone Ranger, Hopalong Cassidy, etc.
Channel 8 Poland Springs was once owned by Jack Paar (Tonight Show Host) and on Saturday afternoon they would show a triple header Western Movie every week.
Bob Bromby – Only time I got to see Queen for a Day was if I could convince my mom I was too sick to go to school or a school holiday and there wasn’t something more interesting to do outside. In those days the outside usually won!
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We got home too late from school after the bus ride as the bus dropped us off at about 4:30 and then another 15 minute walk from there. We left to catch the bus at 7:30am and returned after 4:30pm. Our bus was the 1st to arrive at CHS in the morning and the last to leave at 4:00pm. The bus did a double run to Dunham so we got dropped at school in the morning and it would head to Dunham to pick them up. After school it would drop the Dunham crowd off 1st and then come back to pick us up. Could never understand why if we got dropped off 1st in the morning and then why didn’t we get picked up 1st after school. You Dunhamites were a bunch of pampered woosies!
Audrey Bromby – You just forget Rocky and Bullwinkle.
Audrey, were Rocky and Bullwinkle part of the Dunhamites?
Decker Way – Fess Parker as Davey Crockett was a must watch but as Bob says outside stuff took precedent over TV. I had the hat, vest & pants—did you know that Davy & about a dozen others survived the battle of the Alamo but as they fought under a flag of no surrender, were put to death after the battle was over!
Bob Bromby – The Flash Gordon serials were before TV and played in the theatres..They were broadcast on American channel 8 after school for a while. Think they were produced in the 1930’s and Ms. Arden was Flash’s lady. I always had a thing for Jane Arden (no not that Jann Arden) of the Flash Gordon serials and talk about special F/X.
One of my favourites had three characters Sandy, Dusty and a third who was their comic relief. I can,t recall his name. Then there was Lash Larue, Whip Wilson, Cisco Kid with Pancho-all in dazzling fuzzy B&W. Decker Way: Then a tad later came Gunsmoke with Marshall Matt Dillon & Chester was a woman to but forget her name—mustn’t forget the adventures of Palidin in Have Gun Will Travel!
It was Miss Kitty Decker- Technically she died of liver failure brought on by viral hepatitis, which was AIDS-related.” Blake’s secret was known only to a few intimates. “Once she knew she had it, she decided to keep it to herself,” says her closest friend, Pat Derby. Bob Bromby –Gunsmoke- The barmaid was called Kitty.
I just said that Bob! Boy we both must be mindreaders today!
Manuel Greig @ Bob-Funny,when I read Jane Arden, I thought of Jann Arden and her song “Insensitive”. I don’t recall a Jane Arden as it must have been before my time! Claudia Allen: We’re much younger than Bob, Manuel . . haha Hmmm- How old is Bob anyways?? Decker Way– How about the first soap La Famile Plouffe?
Manuel Greig– I think all these things are before my time- or maybe before we got a TV. Claudia Allen– I was too young too Manuel but I did hear of the Family Plouffe and think they were on the radio first.
Audrey Bromby- I loved the Loretta Young Show in the afternoons. But, as Bob mentioned, we sometimes had to (fake) be sick to stay home to watch them during the weekdays. My Grandmother used to love to watch The Edge of Night and As The World Turns. I used to sit and watch them with her when she was visiting. Manuel Greig- I don’t remember these shows. I guess I had other things to do- like being a farmer!
Linda Seccaspina- I named my son after the villain of The Edge of Night – Schuyleur Whitney.
Insert sounds of silence and birds chirping as very few name their kids after soap-opera villains except Linda!
The Weather
Claudia Allen -Anyone remember Bird Berdan the weatherman? Bird Berdannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn? Keith McClatchie: Bird Berdan the Weatherman from Channel 5 WIRI b4 they changed to WPTZ
Bob Bromby- Then of course there was Percy Salzman the Canadian weatherman with the chalk board. He would toss the chalk in the air at the end of his forecast.
Claudia Allen: Righto, Percy, he was a great weatherman! I remember the chalk thing !
We suddenly revisit The Mickey Mouse Club Manuel Greig @ Decker-there was another on Mickey Mouse, besides Annette, can’t remember her name,cute little thing… Bob Bromby: Darlene was the blonde one and Annette the dark hair. Annette went on to those horrible Beach Party movies with Frankie. She was a role models none the less- overly naive but compared to the role models todays kids have!
Bob- are we talking Britney Spears here? No!!!! Not a role model? What a shocker!
Manuel Greig @ Bob-Darlene…that be her…good man Bob! Bob Bromby – I think Darlene went on to be a Dallas Cowgirl Manuel.
Manuel Greig @ Bob –.No ,last I heard she was down on her luck…..:(
Linda Seccaspina – Manuel Has she hit The Enquirer yet? Manuel Greig – Oooh ya !! Probably so, a long time ago….
In December 1998, Darlene Gillespie was convicted in federal court of aiding her third husband, Jerry Fraschilla, to purchase securities. She was sentenced to two years in Federal prison. Gillespie was never seen cheerleading behind bars. Carole Beattie- I remember we would all sit around the T.V. to watch The Honeymoons with Jackie Gleason every Sunday night and I Love Lucy with Lucille Ball. I think they were much funnier than the comedy programs they have today. The quiz show I remember was What’s My Line? and anews show with Harvey Kirk and Joyce Davidson (Can’t remember the name of it now).
Google does not compute Canadian television and Joyce Davidson was born Joyce Brock, used her first husband’s name even after marrying (and divorcing) the late David Susskind. Ever wonder why CBC’s news anchor Yvan Huneault mysteriously disappeared after a CBC newscast joke about a Basset Hound named Isabel?
Paul Cournoyer- Jackie Gleason- One of these day”s Alice Pow to the moon?”
Yes, Paul that is what happened to Yvan Huneault
Paul Cournoyer– Rowan and Martin’s Laugh In- “sock it to me!”
Again Paul I bet that is what happened to poor Huneault too.
Bob Bromby- Anyone old enough to remember the Dobie Gillis Show with Tuesday Weld? The beatnik Maynard G Krebs who went on to be Gilligan. Manuel Greig- Before my time, Bob….lol
Bob Bromby @Manuel- What?Were you born in like 1980?
Bob Bromby- No one has mentioned the Howdy Doody Show. I know Manuel is too young to remember that far back.
Carole Beattie- It’s Howdy Doody Time…. it’s Howdy Doody time, it’s Howdy Doody Time…. it’s Howdy Doody Time 🙂 Carole Beattie– Kookie….. lend me your comb !!!! And then there wasDragnet.
Bob Bromby– Just the facts Mam!
Decker Way- Oh yeah Dragnet, looks like a young crowd here that don’t remember these old shows, more into the 60’s—-Route 66, swore to drive it one day, finally did some 45 or so years later, highly recommend doing so! Bob Bromby- When we 1st got a TV, the only station was CBC out of Montreal and they broadcast in French and English. The Indian Head was on the screen until about 5:00pm and returned at 10:00 or 11:00pm. A kids show with a guy with a guitar who sang to a frog down in a well would start off the daily programming.
A frog in a well? What year was that Bob?
Oh heck, this concludes our broadcasting day!
From Linda’s second book Cowansville High Misremembered
Those Darn Kids from Cowansville High School Facebook group
Thank to Mary Ann Harrison we identified some of those Carleton Place Kings in 1978 this week. Even Rusty Knight who now works for the town was in that squad! Now, here are a few more shots of the fabulous 1978 Kings. I am sure by the looks of young Doug Wellman, he made the gals swoon on the benches. Stories?
This is why Daylight Savings Time needs to be abolished– I think we all turned the clocks back a little too far. Someone is trying to cash in on nostalgia– you know, what is old is new again. Of course people who used to wear wide-leg jeans should now rejoice. According to Christie Creighton Wallace’s Facebook page the jeans that outfitted a generation are coming back to cover America’s legs in oversized, elaborately decorated denim. JNCO short for “jean company,” is a Los Angeles based clothing company who specialized in wide-legged jean styles for men and women that gained popularity in the ’90s . Yeah, let’s bring these back, along with random escalator fatalities, or something like that.
I’m not sure the teenagers will give up their skinny style just yet. However, if you been to anime cons or comic cons, or heard of Kandi Kids, I am pretty sure that group has already given their up skinny jeans. Of course don’t get me started on leggings. (of which I still retain one pair in my drawer) The real satire of stretch pants is that they were probably endorsed by the new world order as a way to reduce human propagation.
But, I fondly remember the Howick Star Jeans that I sold hundreds of once upon a time in the 70s. The best memory is of a wasp that once flew up my wide leg and got caught in my Ballroom jeans and attacked me. How about the memories of wearing those wide-legged frayed hemmed wonders while walking on a rain soaked sidewalk or in deep Canadian snow? Did that equal a miserable disaster for anyone? What was the word most associated with people who wore these pants? ‘Poser’– remember that one?
For anyone that did not know the Howick legend- it had an Ottawa connection. Ray, who used to own the Black Cat Bistro in the 70s at Hawthorne and Colonel By just off the Pretoria Bridge in Ottawa was the man behind the trend. Ray not only had a bistro, he also had a very cool fashion store on Bank Street. It’s never about being best in life, it is being better than you were yesterday- and that is what Ray was all about. During many frequent visits to my store, Flash Cadilac, the man who wore an eye patch told me many stories about the concept of the Howick Star Jean, or what we called Howick Ballroom Jeans.
The trend lasted barely a couple of years but it went from one big star to 4 stars and eventually died out. Yes, it found its way to that great Museum of Cool in the sky along with the Members Only jackets. Happiness is fitting into an old pair of jeans– but in doing research for this blog I could not find nary a mention of the Howick Ballroom Jeans in the fashion archives. Did the style become like disco, and were they suddenly related to being uncool, never to be mentioned again? Fashion always seems to be a repetition of what is cool- and if JNCO is back, let’s bring the Howick Ballroom Jeans back.
1982
Shanon Bowers—Cleaning out my stash of vintage clothing and came across these. Enjoy
On Wednesday, a Hydro poll was hit on Victoria Street earlier in the afternoon, and power was not restored until 930 PM. As I drove down Bridge Street after dark it was so eerie to see one side of the main street lit up, and the other sitting in the dark. I felt for the 500 residents that were without power, and the businesses that lost half a day of business.
It reminded me of an incident I took pictures of from the files of Carleton Place and Beckwith Heritage Museum months ago. In February of 1975, it was reported in the Carleton Place Canadian that Carleton Place and the surrounding district was without power on that Monday in February due to a school bus hitting a hydro pole on the Ramsay Township 8th line. The accident occurred on a regular morning pickup of students going to school in Almonte.
Alan Thompson of R. R. 3 Carleton Place skidded on the snow packed road, slid into the ditch and came to rest on the hydro pole. There were no serious injuries, but the kids were shaken up. Damage to the bus was around $200, but repairs to the pole would be about $1000. The hydro crews arrived quickly but had a task ahead of them with many wires down on the ground. The freezing weather hampered repairs, but service was soon restored.
I bet it was food in some Tupperware container, or heck let’s just take the Tupperware home.
Tupperware is really the only shop-at-home-party product that actually lasts as long as they claimed it would. Gotta love Tupperware– it’s one of the things that have made it from generation to generation. Remember the company doesn’t fool around- this stuff has a lifetime warranty!
I just got rid of a bunch of pieces that my grandmother had from the 70’s. I love Tupperware, but they need to start selling the old retro counter top sugar and flour containers again. Tall yellow was flour. Short yellow was sugar. Short green was powdered sugar and short orange was brown sugar.
Remember the dusty pink/light blue lids with see-through containers? Those little bowls were my cream of wheat bowls as a little kid. When I got older, I’d take leftovers to school in them. The pink pitcher always had those “from concentrate” juices from a can that you add water too. Anyone’s mum get really mad if you didn’t return your containers the same day? Oprah gets mad when you don’t return hers. Remember that if you get some leftovers from her.:) After the great nuclear apocalypse, all that will be left are cockroaches and these Tupperware bowls
Here is your chance to get Tupperware..
Tupperware!! Tupperware for the Holidays!
Wednesday October 28,2015 from 3pm-8pm
Location: 390 Flora Street Carleton Place(Old Bingo Hall) Now is your chance to get some Tupperware to store all those Halloween treats- and for Christmas
Fundraiser in Carleton Place for People First!
Funded by Tupperware, Provided by Denise Legroux
With proceeds of the Tupperware fundraiser book
40% of sales will be donated to the organization from the Fundraising Book
30% Denise will personally donate
For more information please call Denise at 613 899-4352
To be a butcher is hard work, and I cannot even imagine how their job becomes second nature to them. While I was putting the J. E. Bennett blog together I can’t even imagine the horror that James Bennett would emit if he knew his hard earned ground beef was being put into a Manwich. Remember those?
“A sandwich is a sandwich, but a Manwich is a meal.”
In 1969 Hunt’s came up with a marketing genius even better than that of Hamburger Helper. Savory tomato goodness in a can, ready to be united in marriage to a package of ground beef and slobbered over a hamburger bun to overflowing. If your jaw doesn’t practically dislocate when you take a bite, and a clump of saucy meat doesn’t drop onto your lap, you’ve failed to grasp the concept of the beloved sandwich known as a Manwich. In case you have forgotten how to make them here is the recipe:
Sloppy Joes sandwich recipe is made quickly with Manwich and served on sweet King’s Hawaiian hamburger buns for an easy sandwich. KING’S HAWAIIAN® is a registered trademark of King’s Hawaiian Holding Company, Inc.
15PREP TIME(MINUTES)
15TOTAL TIME(MINUTES)
3 INGREDIENTS
INGREDIENTS
1 pound ground round beef (85% lean)
1 can (15 oz each) Manwich® Original Sloppy Joe Sauce
1 pkg (9.6 oz each) KING’S HAWAIIAN® Hamburger Buns
DIRECTIONS
Cook beef in large skillet over medium-high heat 7 minutes or until crumbled and no longer pink, stirring occasionally; drain. Stir in Sloppy Joe sauce; heat through.
In 1970 my Father was furious that I was hanging out with hippies and always carrying a tambourine. During one of our arguments (at a neighbourhood party no less) I told him that all people over the age of 30 should be sent to farms. When I turned 30, my father handed me a birthday card and asked me when I was leaving for the farm. Touche Arthur Knight-touche!
The town of Carleton Place either had a band of hippies ride through town and park themselves at Riverside Park, or their youth were changing and the townsfolk wanted nothing to do with it.
Tonight- three edited letters from 1970 The Carleton Place Canadian from the files of the Carleton Place and Beckwith Heritage Museum for your enjoyment. Then a story dedicated to my hippie youth.
Edited for length-1970
Dear Editor,
I visited your town recently and noted with interest the battle being waged between the establishment and a certain group of people your town is referring to as hippies. As an ex-resident of Carleton Place I have an vested interest and know first hand the problems that can arise.
The hippies are right in one context. They are not hippies–the original hippy had a purpose–to show the world how ugly and materialistic it has become. You shouldn’t worry about drugs, as who on earth would destroy their brains and mutilate their future by take drugs? There is one importance though. The hippies have given a haven of interest and activity to the young people in Carleton Place.
Well the summer was good enough for them and now they are probably afraid of being cold or wet. Don’t want to work for your shelter? And, how about that local drop in centre for kids? You have all sorts of centres around Carleton Place like: homes, libraries, schools etc. They are all natural and already there. What reason for a special centre do you need—unless you want to smoke pot or dabble with the interests your libido might provide. New fresh virginal bodies do provide interest don’t they? Carleton Place has a bevy of very attractive young people from what I have noted. The argument that there is nothing to do in that town is ridiculous! Take your youngsters in hand and teach them the world of physical form in a gym.
You can provide a million toys and a dozen centres to a child, but without the interest being there you are still left with a dull child with a vacant mind. To you hippies or cops outs- you don’t want our society- you don’t want our values— and thanks to our democratic society you have a right to get out of it. But be that as it may- possibly our laws some day will correct your institution.
In the meantime stay away from our children and stay away from the rest of us. We don’t have time for your ignorant whining, your complaining, and your unintelligent and unqualified views.
If you haven’t the man-hood, or guts to live life, then disappear into your holes and leave the thinking hard working people-us-of getting the job done. You are of no use to anyone or anything- just a mutant vegetation.
G. Gaber Toronto
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In 1970 my Father was furious that I was hanging out with hippies and always carrying a tambourine. During one of our arguments (at a neighbourhood party no less) I told him that all people over the age of 30 should be sent to farms. When I turned 30, my father handed me a birthday card and asked me when I was leaving for the farm. Touche Arthur Knight-touche!
The town of Carleton Place either had a band of hippies ride through town and park themselves at Riverside Park, or their youth were changing, and the townsfolk wanted nothing to do with it.
Tonight- THREE edited letters from 1970 The Carleton Place Canadian from the files of the Carleton Place and Beckwith Heritage Museum for your enjoyment. Then a story dedicated to my hippie youth.
Edited for length-1970
Dear Editor,
Now that the hippies are being refused water in local restaurants, perhaps we might offer water, freely, from that well that never runs dry. Perhaps a sing song along with various instruments accompanied by tambourines and drums could be arranged with your local young corp officer, IF the local teenagers are open minded enough to try a new adventure. Teenagers as a rule are very broad minded where as the powers that be are much more likely to be narrow minded and Pharisaic in their thinking. So Carleton Place, may your minds not be like that of your Main Street-narrow!
Speaking of the hippies on the Main Street; the church of my choice is situated to the left of the Biggest Pile of Junk I think in Carleton Place. It baffles me that the Town Council who has the authority to pass by laws and enforce them cannot make the owner relinquish his treasures.
I can only assume that the owner is waiting for the price of scrap metal to go up or wait 100 years, thereby enabling his descendant to sell it all as Antique Junk. Is this not to be considered more blight than the hippies you condemned earlier this summer?
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