New Years Eve in Winnipeg


What to do, what to do.  Here it is just before 9 am on Dec 31 and I still don’t have a plan on what to do tonight.  Well maybe going through a quick list of what Winnipeg has to offer can help me make up my mind.

Starting at the centre of it all, Winnipeg’s historic Forks Market, is doing a family friendly First Night Celebration.  It’s a day long event, complete with ice skating on the winding trails that crisscross through the site. The frozen Assiniboine River forms the worlds largest outdoor skating trail.  Sorry Ottawa, but once again Winnipeg’s rink reigns supreme, check out the Video.  It promises to be a chilly day hovering in the minus 20’s Celsius so hot chocolate and coffee would warm up the body while waiting for the fireworks tonight.

At 10:00 pm, Archangel Fireworks is putting on a display of award-winning proportions at The Forks.  If earlier years are any indication tonight’s display should get the ooohhhs and aaahhhs out of the frozen crowd.

But I really don’t feel like freezing my tookus off tonight, so how bout a party? Looks like the Winnipeg Convention Center is hosting a London themed event.  Singles need not despair, Meet Market Adventures is hosting a singles event at Movado.

The restaurant scene is going to be hopping, do those poor chefs ever get a night off?? Corydon Ave , Winnipeg’s Little Italy, is sure to be packed with revellers.  As is the French Quarter of St. Boniface, for those looking for a provincial treat.  Maybe I could hit Osborne Village, for some funky treats?

Archway leading into Corydon Ave

The casinos are always looking to lighten my wallet, and Streetheart front man Kenny Shields is going to be rocking the night away.

So many things to do.  Maybe I will just head down to Assiniboine Park and hang out with Winnie the Pooh. For those of you who do not know the story, Winnie was a little orphaned bear cub who really did exist.  The soldier who found her named the bear after his home town of Winnipeg, Manitoba.  An extremely rare original oil painting of the fuzzy bear hangs in the Pavilion Gallery in the park.

Assiniboine Park Pavilion

A photo of Winnie the Bear. Soon to become Winnie the Pooh!

The Original E.H. Shepard Painting

Winnie the Pooh and the Honey Pot

Original Winnie the Pooh Toys

Well to all of you, dear readers, I wish you the happiest of New Years, may fortune shine upon you in the coming months.

Bob

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6 responses to “New Years Eve in Winnipeg

  1. So what did you end up doing? I had no idea of the Winnipeg connection for Winnie the Pooh, who, along with his friends from the Hundred Acre Wood remain among my favorite literary characters. And I always find myself drawn to places that have Little Italys, French Quarters, etc. Chicago has a couple of little Italies, of course a Chinatown, Little Warsaw, Little Saigon; we used to have German Town and Czech Town, but we’ve never had a French Quarter — the place I’d likely visit most often. Anyhow, hope you had a happy New Year’s Eve. I ended up going to a movie and an excellent Morrocan restaurant.

    • We ended up going out for dinner at a local french place I ate way too much. The Duck Confit was excellent.
      Then home for a movie, and back out to watch the fireworks at The Forks.

      It was really cold here that night but we managed to make a night of it just the same.

  2. Bob, you have a (relatively) new girlfriend and have planning NOTHING as late as 9 p.m. on New Year’s Eve? I hope she kicked your tookus from one end of the house to the other.

    I’m sure she’d agree with me that living together doesn’t mean you get to slack off in the romance department. The French restaurant was a nice last-minute save, but next year you need to step up your game with an actual plan.

    • Ahem, it was 9 AM, and truth be told we were planning on having people over that evening but things kinda went wonky.

      So yea we scrambled to find somewhere to go for the night.
      Ended up as I was saying to Adele at a nice french place that we had been meaning to try anyways. It was bitterly cold that night and as luck would have it they had some cancellations for dinner.

      It was a fixed price meal, champagne cocktail, bread with olives, a shared appetizer plate, soup, main course and desert.

      Darlene had french onion soup and New York roast, while I chose the lobster bisque and duck confit. It takes a lot to fill me up and I was almost bursting at the seams when we left. It was all so yummy.

      We did catch the fireworks at the forks, sitting in my Jeep for most of it though.

      A quiet night but a good one all round I figure.

  3. My bad. 9 a.m. and no plan could be forgiven, especially if it involved other people. We all know how unreliable they are.

    Dinner sounds nice, and I assume there were fireworks at midnight both inside and outside the Jeep.