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| - On a ridiculously hot day in Calgary we stopped into Milk Tiger (What's with Milk being so ubiquitous in Calgary?) for some cocktails. With temperatures over one hundred degrees fahrenheit, every patron was on the patio melting in the sun. We shook our heads, marveling at Calgarian's need for heat, and walked into the empty interior of the bar, nestling into a couple of bar stools. The bartender greeted us with a smile, and we ordered two Pimms, the perfect compliment to a hot day. The bartender's name was Christine, and she was wonderfully engaging, informative, and entertaining. We had a great time, and Milk Tiger seemed to be the epitome of a great Calgary bar; no pretense, good drinks and friendly, happy conversation. We soon forgot about the heat.
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