I was looking around for good Quebecker restaurants and student haunts on the internet, and I found this in relation to the Quebec carnival:
Christopher DeWolf says:
By the way, I’m not sure if growing up in Quebec City desensitizes you to this, but Bonhomme Carnaval really freaks me out. He looks like some sort of monster who feasts on human flesh but tries to disguise himself as an innocent habitant by wearing a floppy tuque and a ceinture fléchée.
Judging by that photo of the Bonhomme bread, though, it looks like someone uncovered his ploy and murdered the poor guy. What was the murder weapon? The Naya water, the candy sex toys or the frosted turds?
By the way, I’m not sure if growing up in Quebec City desensitizes you to this, but Bonhomme Carnaval really freaks me out. He looks like some sort of monster who feasts on human flesh but tries to disguise himself as an innocent habitant by wearing a floppy tuque and a ceinture fléchée.
Judging by that photo of the Bonhomme bread, though, it looks like someone uncovered his ploy and murdered the poor guy. What was the murder weapon? The Naya water, the candy sex toys or the frosted turds?
I laughed so hard at this. You really do have to see Bonhomme in person...he's certainly uh, well, odd. A picture so you can see...
I completely agree with the above blog commenter. Why DON'T more people think Bonhomme is scary? I was never afraid of clowns, but snowmen without pupils and a greek mask style smile?
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