Tim Horton is the man. Hockey player drafted by the Leafs in '49. Won 4 Stanley Cups with them and then played for Buffalo, the Rangers and the Penguins.
He started a doughnut shop and with a partner quickly turned it into a franchise bohemith, on the scale of Starbucks.
"Tim" died in a car accident on his way from Toronto to Buffalo going over 100mph while more than twice the legal amount of alcohol was in his blood. That was definately not his high point.
In any case, we Canadians (esp. those of us from Toronto), think he is the man and you can eat at his shops (that his daughter now runs) all over the country.http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tim_Horton
SOOOO you are a TIM HORTON " die " hard fan
And yet your love and adultation of a " drunk driver " was not enough to keep YOU near him in his eternal resting place.
Funny, now, whenever I will THINK about TIM HORTON, in the future there will aways be " well , he turned out to be just another DEAD drunk driver "
Now it turns out that just not knowin' an wonderin' was a better state of affairs than having the real truth about hero's come out.
darn, I'm sorry I asked
Oh well, still, in the coffee world my suggestion above will hold. I'm about to go pour myself another cup of my recommendation,
I use sugar to sweeten but I will pour lavish amounts of MY honey on my toast and peanut butter later.