Three years ago my family packed everything into a u-haul truck, said goodbye to Ontario and moved east... all the way to Newfoundland.
I love Newfoundland. I love Newfoundlanders. There are so many things I could write about our experiences living here... and I likely will. But this evening as I watch the TSN Kraft Celebration tour, on their stop to Clarenville, NL, what comes to mind is the language of Newfoundland.
There are so many "new" words and phrases that I (a mainlander, a come from away) have had to learn. I've always had a fascination for words and languages... so having the opportunity to be immersed in Newfanese has been a delight. (the h is pronounced... de-li-Ht)!
Some examples:
a painting that is hanging crooked on the wall is squish
the steps or deck that lead to the house is a bridge
a dock is a wharf
a lake is a pond
a shed down by the water is the store
someone from the mainland is a come-from-away or you could say they're from upalong
if you go fishing you are after cod, any other "fishing" is trouting
But perhaps the most memorable one for me is liquor.
I was visiting some Newfoundalnd pastors along with a crowd of others. They were serving us a delicious traditional Newfoundland meal... Jiggs Dinner.
Basically that is a meal of salt beef, potatoes, carrots, turnip and cabbage. As I went through the buffet line and "took up" my food, I was asked if I wanted liquor on my veggies.
Pardon? Did you just ask if I want liquor on my veggies?!? Really??
I didn't ask that question out loud, but I did think it. Why would anyone want to pour liquor on their vegetables? I politely said no Thank you.
Later, discreetly, I asked my Newfoundland born and raised husband, what this liquor was. Vodka? Whiskey? Rum??
He laughed. And laughed. And laughed some more. In the most loving way, of course.
He explained, between guffaws, that they were asking if Iwanted pot-liquor on my food. The drippings... the liquid that the salt beef and veggies were cooked in.
Oh. (insert sheepish grin here)
IneedaCoffeeNow!
Imagine the wonderful aroma of coffee... a couple of big comfy armchairs... a partially read book open on the coffee table...thunder rumbling outside... the sounds of family in the background...a panoramic view of an ocean inlet and mountains...the occasional whimper of a dreaming dog... and the peace that comes from knowing a loving God. My favourite things...and the things you will more than likely read about on this blog. So grab a coffee, sit down in one of those comfy chairs and enjoy.
Saturday, 18 August 2012
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OH that's too funny....I can see why you'd be confused though lol
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