Gary Singh

Journalist / Author / Poet

Montreal Grand Prix Weekend, 2003

To get out of the rain, I slip into a bar called the Madhatter at the corner of Drummond and Maissoneuve, calling itself the “best dive around.” Beer and Sports paraphernalia drown the place and, as everywhere in town, Grand Prix flags abound. I order a steak and fries for $5.99 and two eight ounce glasses of Labatt’s Blue. The bar only has eight-ounce glasses for some bizarre reason. Classic Rock blasts from the jukebox. The far wall is "el muerte wall" -- the dead wall -- with photos of Jimi Hendrix, the Rat Pack, James Dean and more. A wooden crossbeam above quotes a Morrissey lyric: “What she asked of me at the end of the day, Caligula would have blushed.”

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