Canuck$ = Beer$

Tonight was game #2 of the first series for the Vancouver Canucks playoffs.  Congratulations to the Canucks for their victory, 3-0 win over St. Louis Blues.

I was flipping through The Vancouver Sun today and I came across an article about how the playoffs impact our economy and hospitality industry in Vancouver.  Survey results from the B.C. Restaurant and Food Service Association report that there was an increase in liquor and food sales last Wednesday for game #1.

Beer was a big seller of the night, 70.2% increase in sales over an average non game Wednesday night.  Wine and liquor sales were up 45.3%

For those restaurant, bar and pub owners that do not have a television, better get on it quick.  For the owners that do have a television, whether they like hockey or not, are probably yelling "Go Canucks Go!"

We are all Canucks (and Canadian)

I reluctantly went to the Canucks game on Tuesday, March 3rd. Anyone who knows me well knows that I don't normally venture out on weeknights. Despite my reservations we managed to have a helluva time. We ducked into Moxy's just before game time for a quick bite and a beer. Their Amber Ale (house brand) was not bad. Smooth, medium bodied and chilled to the core. It went well with a surprisingly well-made beef dip I ordered for about $10. My glass, filled with 18oz of this liquid gold, hit our table while still fully frosted. Not a bad start to the night.

With under 7 minutes until the opening faceoff, we bolt for the gates and our seats... except Rich made a pitstop to pick up two of these bad boys... a Canadian lager served in a plastic cup (fully loaded with a spill-proof lid!). We followed this act with 3 more rounds at the spectcular price of $8.75 each. (It seemed like a good deal at the time... we may have been influenced by the earlier drinks). And, although the beer may be local, unassuming, and seemingly watered down, it turned out to be the perfect beverage to savour the taste of victory. The only thing that I could have done without was getting carded by some teenage girl probably 15 years younger than I am. She can serve me beers, but it wouldn't be legal for her to lick the overflow that ended up on her wrist. Go figure.