This is a Sponsored Post written by me on behalf of Club House. All opinions are 100% mine.
Well, you lucky ducks who live across the Port Huron-Sarnia bridge, you are eligible for a chance of a lifetime to win a prize pack of Clubhouse Gravy packets and an apron! I am so excited for you. In fact, I think I am going to look up some folks I have not seen since about sixth grade and share the news with them. They will either not remember me or think that my brain finally turned into a pile of goo. Or is it gravy? Yes, I am a bit more excited than if the prize were a kitchen makeover or a cruise, because then only one person would win. I just have a sneaking suspicion that there will be more than one winner. It could be YOU! and YOU! Woohoo!
To enter, just putter over to the newsletter sign-up and contest entry and sign yourself up. Just remember, the contest is open to Canadian residents only. All of you folks who live NEAR Canada don’t count. If you point to your hand at any time to explain to someone where you live, then you don’t qualify. Sorry. Even if you somehow live on a barge in the middle of Lake Huron or in the Detroit River. “Hey, that’s international waters,” you say. Just look at your license plate. If it has a crown on it, you’re in. If it says “The Great Lakes State,” then unfortunately and sadly, you’ll have to buy your own gravy packets.
What is the point of gravy in a pack? You add the contents to drippings form the meat cooked to make a hearty, homemade gravy. For some of us, its a little difficult to get everything right. Consistency, color, and oh yeah…flavor…is important. Clubhouse Gravy packs make sure that all the boxes are ticked and its on the table by dinner time. In fact, they have a gravy tips video to help you along. There are selections for turkey, beef and more. Oh, and then there is the mysterious poutine. That is something I have never been able to get my head around. The idea of gravy on french fries just seems a bit too exotic for me. But its not french fries with gravy. That’s a bit simplistic. It’s poutine.
While I once thought poutine was an adaptation of a traditional dish, it really happened as an accidental restaurant invention 1957. Cheese curds were glopped on top of fries. Later, the gravy somehow entered into the equation. Either way, by the 1970s, poutine had reached North American domination. But not really. Disco was being invented and the two just could not coexist. So to this day, poutine remains a French Canadian comfort food and has yet to be sold at American fast food restaurants.
I digress (what a surprise).
If you win, please write in and let me know. I would love to document the historic day.
