Bombay Grill House

Chance, Frankie and me are reading the menu with our Buddy Peter and Grandpa James at the Bombay Grill House.

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy,  Grandpa James. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful! Oh. Wait! Frankie lives with us, too!

We're at the Bombay Grill House. That's on Mill Street right around the corner from our house on Sparkle Road.  We get to eat Indian food. I l-o-v-e Indian food. It's yummy and yummy is one of the four food groups in Canada's Food Guide. The other food groups are sweet, sticky and nasty. I don't like to eat nasty foods like broccolis and saurkrauts. Grandpa James says they're good for me, so I have to take two bites but I hold my nose.

All the food is yummy at Bombay Grill House. There's lots of good things to eat for vegetable-tarians and for meat-atarians, too. I want to eat everything!

I know where India is. It's on the big map over my bed. India is a pretty big place, you know. We can't go there on VIA Rail. We have to take an airplane. I can fly, you know. I got to pilot an Air Canada jet last summer when we went from Charlottetown to St. John's, Newfoundland and Labrador. Captain Henry said, "Charles! You're only five. Who taught you to pilot a jetliner?" I told him that I learned to fly at the Scruffy Maple Day Care Centre on Sandwich Street. It's part of the Harper Government's pre-school anti-terrorism initiative.

Frankie is showing off. He's sitting in the plate. I'm not going to eat you, Frankie!

We love pakoras!

 We get to order from the menu. I know what a menu is. It's a list of all the foods you can eat. We want pakoras and bhel poori. We love to eat them. They're very yummy. We tell the nice server what we want to eat and she tells the chef and then we can eat!

Chance and Frankie check out the pakoras. Chance is so newborn he doesn't have any teeth but he likes to lick them.

Chance is sitting upside down! He's showing off, you know. That's not very good table manners, Chance!

 

 

 Our food is here. That's good, 'cuz we're as hungry as bears. Grandpa James says, "Charles, don't be a pig!" I'm not a pig, I'm a bear cub. Grandpa James says, "Frankie! Don't wolf your food down!" Frankie's not a wolf, he's a bear cub, too! Chance wants to taste the lassi. He usually drinks chocolate owls' milk but he loves lassi, too.

Everybody at the Bombay Grill House is very nice.

Did you hear that? Grandpa James is hollering, "Where are my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario? That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs. We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario! Grandpa James hollers, "Where's Frankie? Where's my Knight of Knewfoundland and my Lord of Labrador? We gotta go find Grandpa James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed.

 This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Be kind to friends and neighbours. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can go to the Bombay Grill House and eat together! Okay! Over and out!"

The Big Adventure Continues: Charles and Chance Visit Newfoundland

Chance and me play with an airplane at the airport in Halifax. Chance is so newborn he thinks he can ride outside on the wings but he'll fall off.

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, Grandpa James. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know.

Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful!

Miss Amelie has an important job at Air Canada. She is the purser.

We're flying to Newfoundland and Labrador! Well, just Newfoundland. Labrador is the other part. Grandpa James says we'll go there sometime. Miss Amelie is the purser in charge of this Air Canada flight. She's the boss of the passengers. She tells us to sit up and put on our seat belts so the plane can go. Miss Amelie is very nice. She brings us juice to drink. Know what? I'm gonna tell you a secret. I think Miss Amelie is a princess! 

When we get to St. John's we're as hungry as bears, you know. Uncle Glen picks us up at the airport. It's a really big place and the workmen are making it bigger!

When we get home we have lunch. My tummy is growling. I'm really truly as hungry as a bear! Know what we get to eat for lunch? We get to eat seal flipper pie. I l-o-v-e seal flipper pie. It's yummy and that's one of the four food groups in Canada's Food Guide, you know. Grandpa James says seal flipper pie is full of Vitamin C. That's good for growing bear cubs like me.

Seal flipper pie is one of my favouritest foods. We get it at Goodbid's Grocery Store.

Because I ate all my seal flipper pie, I get to have bakeapple pie for dessert. I l-o-v-e bakeapple pie! Some people call them cloudberries, you know. They're not from Newfoundland. They're from Away. I don't know where Away is but it is pretty far from Newfoundland.

I say, "Look out, bakeapple pie! This is me, Charles the bear cub! I'm gonna eat you all up! Good-bye bakeapple pie! Over the lips and through the gums, look out tummy, here it comes!" And then I do a magic trick. I make the bakeapple pie disappear. I could be a magician when I grow up. I could make bakeapple pies disappear. That would be an important job. No. Wait! I want to be the Minister of Pie Eating. That's a  really good job!

Grandpa James is very fussy. He says he only likes two kinds of pie: Hot and cold. He thinks that funny.

Now that we're full of good food, we can explore Newfoundland. Remember it rhymes with the word 'understand.' I know where Newfoundland is. It's in O Canada. It's the first province on the right. I learned that at the Scruffy Maple Day Care Centre,  you know.

Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? Grandpa James is hollering, "Where are my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario? That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs. We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario! We gotta go find Grandpa James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed. 

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Use your indoor voice when you fly in airplanes. I know! come over to our house and play with us! We can go to Uncle Glen's house and eat seal flipper pie and bakeapple pie! Okay! Over and out!"

The Big Adventure Continues: Charles and Chance Fly with Air Canada

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know. 

Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing. He's so newborn he just drinks chocolate owls' milk. He climbs way high on things and can't get down. He makes little squawky noises 'cuz he's afraid. I have to say, "My son! Come down from there this instant!" Then I have to help him 'cuz he's to little to do it by himself. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful! 

Know what? Grandpa James and Chance and me are on holidays. We're in Atlantic Canada. We rode on VIA Rail and we rode in a car, too. We had to wait an extra day for our plane 'cuz of the fog. Planes don't like fog very much. I think planes are allergic to fog.

The airport in Charlottetown, PEI.

We're getting ready to ride in an airplane. It's my first time. I can hardly wait! We're going to say good-bye to our friends and buddies on Prince Edward Island. We're going to fly to St. John's. That's in Newfoundland and Labrador.

Chance and me get to meet Captain Gary and First Officer Christopher.

 Look at us! Chance and me are in the cockpit of an airplane. We get to sit with Captain Gary and First Officer Christopher. They have very important jobs, you know. They're the bosses. They make the airplane fly. We're flying from Charlottetown to St. John's. I could be a pilot or a first officer when I grow up. I could say, "Welcome aboard" and "This your captain speaking."

 We buckle up our seatbelts when the plane takes off. That's so we don't fall and hurt ourselves. We sit up straight and make sure our suitcase is under the seat.

Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? Grandpa James is hollering, "Where are my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario? That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs. We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario! We gotta go find Grandpa James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed. 

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Be kind to friends and neighbours. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over and play with us! We can go for a ride in an airplane with Captain Gary and First Officer Christopher! Okay! Over and out!"