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Games

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Trivia

The Board

Them days you sent a youngster up the road to say there was a game on. Now you send the code, and if a chair's still empty when you deal, one of the regulars takes it.

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Down the road

Well, Sunday after Mass we'd walk it. Start at the gate and go down, and every house along here I'll tell you who's in it.

Why the rum is called Screech

Screech got its name when an American serviceman downed a shot and let out a howl.

The rum Newfoundlanders call Screech is a dark rum long tied to the salt-cod trade with the Caribbean, shipped from Jamaica in return for dried fish. The Newfoundland Liquor Corporation (earlier Commission) began marketing it under the Screech label in the 1940s; today it is a blend of imported Jamaican rum bottled at 40 percent. The Canadian Encyclopedia records the naming story but explicitly frames it as local legend rather than documented fact.

The story they tell

The legend, happily retold by the brand itself: a Second World War American serviceman in a St. John's bar downed a shot of the potent dark rum and screeched, giving the drink its name. An older variant swaps in an unsuspecting sailor and rum of very dubious quality. Good story; the paper trail stops at the trademark.

How to get there

Taste Screech at any NL Liquor store or George Street pub; the label story is on the bottle.

Some story

Where that comes from

On the go

Them days the garden party was the whole summer. Here's what's on the go now, and when.

The kitchen

Well, Sunday the pot was on before Mass and the smell of it met you at the gate. Here's what was in it, and how it's done.

The hall

Them days the hall had a dance Saturday and the kitchen had music the rest of the week. It's still playing. Come in and listen.

The yarns

He said, you know the one about the light on the water. I said, I do. That's a story, mind, and I'll tell you which parts.

Not the house

No, I said, that's not the house. It was down just below there. Go back up the road.

Back up the road