Stuff I miss about home - specifically.

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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Since moving here, I have never, ever had a down day where I really missed home. For those of you not in the know, I am Canadian, and moved to the US to marry Weirddave. There are a few things I miss about Canada, and things that are totally counter to what I grew up knowing, but today it is just Tim’s.

I miss Tim Horton’s. I miss the crullers, the fluffy yeast-raised doughnuts with the glaze. I miss the cinnamony apple fritters, the Boston creams, the moist raspberry bran muffins. I miss the rich dark coffee with real cream. I miss the smiling faces and reasonable prices. I miss the fabulous sandwiches constructed of fresh ingredients on freshly-baked rolls. I miss the rich, warm, wonderful soups. I miss the clean bathrooms. I miss the iced cappuccinos. I miss going into Tim’s after skating, or after a movie, or after a hike, or stopping by to pick up a dozen before work, or taking coffee home to Dad when I’ve been shopping in Lethbridge with Mom. I miss stopping there to get ‘coffee for Dad’ even if Dad isn’t home. I miss the inevitability of a Tim’s on every corner in South-Eastern Ontario. I miss the freshness. I miss the joy on Matthew’s face when he realizes I’ve picked up a snack pack of Tim-bits for him. I miss stopping at Tim’s as Dave and I leave Canmore for Barons or Edmonton or Red Deer. I miss the coffee I’d get in the waiting period between his plane landing and him clearing Canada Customs. I miss the diversity of the staff - one Indian, one Asian, one Caucasian, one Filipino, all of them smiling.

They have 140 locations in the US. None of them even remotely close to me. The US head office is in Delaware, so it would be within an hour’s drive, but there’s no Tim’s there. And if there were, it would probably suck.

Yep. I miss a lot about Canada, but I think I miss Tim Horton’s the most. The worst thing about it is that I can’t leave the US for six months, as part of the immigration process. This saddens me.

Tell me what you miss about your home, or a Tim’s story. Or, just send me a snack pack.

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Well, if you can wait a month or so… :slight_smile: (I wonder if ziplock bags will keep the Tim’s freshness in?)

I have not had the double-chocolate timbits yet.
I miss the way they used to make the chocolate sour cream Timbits.
My first love are Jelly donuts. Boston creams are a close second. Apple fritters are ideal for a casual but messy affair. Large double-double is the nectar of the gods - and the only way to have an iced cap is with cream. mmmmmmmmmmmmmm. I want Tim’s now :frowning: Wonder if anyone’s going over…

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I don’t like the chocolate timbits. I like the classic ones best of all. And I really, really, really miss the coffee.

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Timmy. Snerf!

I baked 'em. Nothing better than a sour-cream glazed literally 20 seconds out of the fryer and the glazer. I miss 'em too.

Whenever my parents came down to visit, I’d insist they bring as many sour cream glaze and apple fritters as they could possibly carry. And a can o’ coffee.

At least I’m closer to the border now (3 hrs!), so a road trip to get my fix won’t take as long.

I feel your pain, sister.

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I really like some of the Canadian candies. I am not from there though so I don’t feel right to say I miss it. I really like Coffee Crisps though. MMM MMM

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as an american living in japan…

i miss:
taco bell (especially the baja gordita), wal-mart, target, blockbuster video, safeway (pretty much any large supermarket, open 24-hours), ATMs open 24-hours, flour tortillas, fresh artichokes, cilantro, honey nut cherrios, illegal pete’s, cheescake factory, lobster meals, all-you-can-eat crab legs, huge salads not infested with corn, mayo or soy sauce, REAL pizza without corn, shoes that fit, clothes that fit, public transport in which i fit, quietness, extra space, a kitchen counter top, dishwashers, hot water in the washing machine, central heating/AC, thick apartment walls, the learning channel, foodtv and the travel channel, cheap sunblock, miracle whip and sweet gherkins, fresh air, room to breath, wide highways, a decent speed limit, environmentally conscious industries, a socially accepted disgust for bugs and consequent eradication of, common sense, variety (both in personality and appearance), denny’s’ moon’s over my hammy, frisbee throwing while barefoot in the middle of a large, grassy park, another option besides concrete, a crow prevention policy, a decent recycling system, underground power lines, a gender balanced society, 10 cent buffalo wings and Tang.

and yet i’m still very happy here…go figure.

:slight_smile:
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Oh don’t get me started.

However, you aren’t missing much. As Doper Guardian of the Northern Frontier™, Canada is still there, and so am I.

Don’t worry. Home is still there. You ain’t missing a thing.

Tripler
Manitoba and Saskatchewan are still stable.

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As a misplaced Oregonian living in New Mexico, I miss:

Microbrew beer, espresso available at every street corner, and usually made decently, being able to get to the ocean withing an hour and a half, rivers you can’t throw a rock accross, good clubs, bars with more than 15 people in them on Friday nights, restaurants that stay open past 9pm, Burgerville, vineyards, ryegrass farms, good concerts, cultural events, Saturday Market, live music at bars, bagel shops, vegetarian restaurants, flaming liberals, Powell’s Books, CD stores with an actual selection, lack of flying dust, motorists who brake for pedestrians, and rain in the winter.

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As a former small-towner (my hometown in Mississippi has a population of about 1700) living in (as my location says) a Big Tall Building in Battery Park City in New York City, I miss:

My extended family, my church family, the smell of magnolias on a sultry night, days when he perfectly cloudless sky seemed to go on forever and ever, Christmas barbeques during which kids would ride their brand new bikes up and down the street, being able to leave my door unlocked if we just stepped down the street to visit a neighbor for a little while, knowing the neighbors, a fantastic civic choir, knowing the mayor and elected officials, ponds and trees and all kinds of nature within walking distance of the house, and peace and quiet, pretty much 24/7.

But having said all of that, I should go start a thread about the things that I don’t miss.

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Having just recently visited Canmore for the first time, if I were you I’d be missing the killer pizza’s at whatever that pub is at the end of the main drag. They had this one with chicken and pesto and feta cheese that was amazing.

Time to get another trip to Calgary!

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The Drake, The Sherwood House, or The Rose and Crown? All of them have wonderful food. I’m thinkin’ Sherwood house for pizza.

Sigh.

My sweet husband, having seen this thread, brought home roses and a card. It’s not Tim’s, but it went a long way.

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As a (pre-Disney-era) Floridian living in the South…

I miss having sand instead of dirt, huge palm fronds in the yard after a big storm, rain in the front yard but not the back (simultaneously), not owning a winter coat, Sunday afternoons at the beach, having a jar full of Seminole arrowheads and sharks’ teeth I’d found, stomping around in the swamps with family members, the wilderness around Jacksonville where it’s now all office parks, sandspurs (yes, I miss sandspurs), Spanish architecture, Spanish moss, and eating sandwiches at Lubi’s, if anyone is familiar with Lubi’s of Jacksonville.

sigh…

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fizgig, I’ll have a pint of Hammerhead in your honor tomorrow at lunch.

Maine born Oregonian here -

I’ll be brutally honest about home. There isn’t much I miss about it except friends.

However, I do miss having really, really brilliant fall colors in the trees - we just don’t get the same spectrum here in the Northwest as in New England. I don’t miss shoveling snow, but once in a while, I do get a twinge for a cold January night by the fire with hot chocolate and a favorite loved one while the classic mid winter Nor’Easter rages outside.

And out here, there’s nowhere NEAR enough Dunkin’ Donuts and D’Angelo’s Sandwich Shops are nonexistant.

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As a born-and-raised New Yorker pining for the fjords… wait, no… pining for, well, the piney woods of East Texas (Gingy knows), I miss…
Chik-Fil-A
Pine cones the size of my head
Being able to have a party in my backyard after Labor Day
And of course Gunslinger.

I know damn well that once I get down there I will miss…
Autumn leaves
Good pizza
Hills

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I second Chik-Fil-A.

I miss being able to go to a Mexican restaurant and getting real Mexican food. I miss Houston and Austin and Dallas. I miss my Grandma’s kolaches. I miss being able to walk down the side of the road and pick fresh dewberries. I miss the local bakeries where you could get everything from kolaches to doughnuts to breakfast taquitos. I miss the beaches. I miss Grandy’s (they have really great rolls.).

The only thing I miss from my year long living stint in Charleston is the Mellow Mushroom. Great pizza and calzones, and they had an awesome avocado sandwich as well. I guess I also miss being so close to the beach there as well.

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As a Philadelphian exiled to Michigan:

I miss being able to buy a decent Philly cheesesteak. They can’t get made right anywhere outside the Philly area.
I miss my boss, who gave me a legal job this summer when I couldn’t find work anywhere else.
I miss my karate school, which doesn’t have a branch in Michigan.
I miss my comic book store.
I miss not having to pay rent or utilities.
I miss my action figure and comic book collections, still at my parents’ house.
I miss my parents’ swimming pool and '67 Thunderbird.
I miss listening to KYW-1060 for traffic reports while driving down I-95 or the Blue Route.
I miss taking SEPTA trains into the city.
I miss going to Phillies games.
I miss the batch of friends I left behind.
I miss my family, including my parents, sister, brother, and the cat.

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I’m from Honolulu, but I live in Renton, WA.

I miss the sunrises, sunsets, and beaches.
I miss the Hawaiian street and place names.
I miss Hawaiian Brian’s, and shooting pool at 3am.
I miss Zippy’s chili and chocolate chiffon cake.
I miss Hungry Lion’s Loco Moco.
I miss teaching PSY 100.
I miss family and friends. For some weird reason, I even miss my rose bushes and the big anole that lives on our wood fence.
I miss decent Chinese restaurants.

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I’m a Texan that has traveled away for seven years, first in Oz and then the Uk (current)

I miss Taco Bell where else can you feed your face for a fiver at 2 am in the morning

I miss Cherry Ripe bars from oz
I miss 4 and 20 meat pies (again from oz)
I miss moms meatloaf
I miss chicken fried steak
I miss CREAM GRAVY
I miss buttermilk biscuts
I miss grits
I miss Blue bell old fashion Vanilla ice cream
I miss Shiner Bock beer
I miss having a decent size back yard.

Glad I’m making a trip back to the states in a few weeks :slight_smile:

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Good save, Dave. Well done.

Now get her addicted to Natty Boh and watch her dreams of home vanish!

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Okie in South Carolina:

I miss chicken-fried steak at Anne’s on 36th and Around the Corner in Edmond.
I miss a good aged rib eye at Cattleman’s Cafe.
I miss the breeze that evaporates the sweat and makes the humidity bearable.
I miss edible Tex-Mex food.
I miss being able to buy a six-pack on a Sunday.