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I'm going to say something that you may not know....

Hamiltonians like to EAT!

Did I just blow your mind? 

You probably couldn't tell we like to eat by all the scooters on the sidewalks, the infinite amounts of Tim Hortons locations, or that some of our most well known landmarks are ice cream and fish n' chip shops.

This city has a little bit of everything when it comes to cuisine.

First you'll have to wade through the endless seas of frozen (never fresh) jalapeno popper serving bars. 

And the sixteen Kelsey's that will suck you in on a Friday night like a fly to a spinach and artichoke dip web. 

When it comes to dining out I think Hamiltonians should ask themselves one question....WWGFD? (What Would Guy Fieri Do?)

Witnessing that man hunch over a burger with grease dripping down his arms is nothing short of beautiful. 

Watching Diners Drive Ins and Dives while I wait for my boyfriend to get home from work on a Friday evening gets me in the perfect mood for some southern BBQ.
Today I am going to encourage you to venture outside our stinky little city and experience a place Hamiltonians drive through once a year for the Peach Festival, Winona. (Or is it still Stoney Creek? It could be Grimsby.)

Just go on that road that Queenston Road turns into just past Stoney Creek's original Starbucks. Once you've gone down the road far enough and you're sure there is no civilization left, this gorgeous humble little shack appears.

Memphis Fire BBQ serves up the best brisket, coleslaw, mac and cheese, and ribs for kilometers.

 (yes those are ribs, use your imagination)

Their ribs taste like you are eating a fire cracker with sauce on it. I'm pretty sure they are the reason "dancing guy" dances downtown. 

If you eat there often you may end up looking like Homer Simpson when he became so fat that he had to wear a 'moomoo'.

 Once in a while though, it's nice to let that little fat boy that lives inside all of us out for a day.