As you know, one of my core beliefs is that while trips may be defined by the big framing events, they are made the smaller, spontaneous events, such as visiting the original Tim Hortons in Hamilton, Ontario. We were in Hamilton for a Tiger-Cats game (more on that shortly), and it seemed completely and unquestionably necessary to visit the original Tim Hortons. Happily, I have a small army of friends and family who put up with my quests.
For those of you who know your Tim Hortons lore, the franchise was started by a retired NHL player. Here's my cousin Nick outside of the first Tim Hortons, still operating, and insanely busy, even today.
And they even have a mini-Tim Hortons museum. As I often propose in my film reviews: Highly Recommended.
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