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nathanjent@programming.dev 2 months agoIs it a regional thing? Like Southern US folks calling all fizzy soda pop drinks regardless of brand “Coke”
Comment on Anon wants to play a game
nathanjent@programming.dev 2 months agoIs it a regional thing? Like Southern US folks calling all fizzy soda pop drinks regardless of brand “Coke”
beejboytyson@lemmy.world 2 months ago
It’s like kleenex, Tim’s brought them around so everyone just refers to them as tidbits. I didn’t even know what a doughnut hole was till my friend from New York told me.
InEnduringGrowStrong@sh.itjust.works 2 months ago
Consider that your experience is not universal to all Canadians.
(Good news, mine isn’t either.)
Around here, people were baking donut holes before Tim Hortons was a thing, we called them “Trous de beignes” which is just french for doughnut holes.
Now, I imagine there are places where that isn’t the case, like whatever parts you’re from.
And no, neither of us should post a photo of our Canadian passport or a video of our dead grandma mentioning them.
I’m not about to post PII online and we weren’t filming ourselves doing random shit before smart phones.
beejboytyson@lemmy.world 2 months ago
I’ve posted evidence of what canadians say. You can’t find 1 example in the history of the internet to back your claim.
You need to be a man of evidence or else your just spreading misinformation.
InEnduringGrowStrong@sh.itjust.works 2 months ago
Your own source even corroborates what I’ve said:
Sorry, neither my grandma nor my mom were posting on instagram making doughnut holes 20 years before Internet was even a thing?
The world existed before the Internet and we baked Trous de beignes in the kitchen instead of buying garbage frozen cardboard from some shitty corp.
They were smaller than Timbits because we literally just fried the hole part we removed from the doughnuts we also made. We’d use a glass to cut the doughnut shape and a sewing thimble for the hole because it was the right size.
The kitchen smelled for days and my mom would funnel the oil back in a container to reuse for the next batch months later.