Columnist really nailing the holiday spirit

Advertisement

Advertise with us

It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas — and for the first time that includes my toenails.

Read this article for free:


or

Already have an account? Log in here »

To continue reading, please subscribe:

Subscribe and receive a limited-edition Free Press branded hat or tote.

Digital Subscription

One year of digital access for only $205*

  • Enjoy unlimited reading on winnipegfreepress.com
  • Read the E-Edition, our digital replica newspaper
  • Access News Break, our award-winning app
  • Play interactive puzzles

*First annual payment billed as $205.00 + GST for one year. This annual subscription will automatically renew at $233.00 + GST every 52 weeks (10% off the regular annual price of $259.35). Offer available to new and qualified returning subscribers only. Cancel any time.

To continue reading, please subscribe:

Add Free Press access to your Brandon Sun subscription for only an additional

$1 for the first 4 weeks*

  • Enjoy unlimited reading on winnipegfreepress.com
  • Read the E-Edition, our digital replica newspaper
  • Access News Break, our award-winning app
  • Play interactive puzzles
Start now

*Your next Brandon Sun subscription payment will increase by $1.00 and you will be charged $17.95 plus GST for four weeks. After four weeks, your payment will increase to $24.95 plus GST every four weeks.

Opinion

Hey there, time traveller!
This article was published 17/12/2022 (1334 days ago), so information in it may no longer be current.

It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas — and for the first time that includes my toenails.

Somehow I managed to get through the past 66 years on this planet without allowing anyone to paint festive images on my gnarly toenails, but that all changed last week.

For the record, it wasn’t my idea. No, it was another brilliant idea from my adventurous buddy Joe Grande, whose Mona Lisa Ristorante Italiano has been a culinary icon on Corydon Avenue for almost four decades.

Doug Speirs photo
                                From left: Joe Grande, Bob Cox and Doug sipped single-malt scotch while enjoying their pedicures.

Doug Speirs photo

From left: Joe Grande, Bob Cox and Doug sipped single-malt scotch while enjoying their pedicures.

When Joe suggested that we join him for a pre-Christmas guys night out, my buddy Bob and I jumped at the chance to spend time with a friend who is even more famous for his gregarious personality than he is for his delicious Italian food.

So there we were, perched at the bar in Mona Lisa, enjoying a festive beverage, when Joe ordered Bob and me to grab our drinks and follow him down the back hall, through a closed door, and into what used to be the restaurant’s private corporate room.

Just over a month ago, that room was converted into the second Winnipeg location of Cedar Tree Nail Salon, a family business run by two sisters who are dedicated to putting your feet first, so to speak.

“I want to support my new neighbours,” Joe said as we marched into the salon, “so we’re going to have pedicures for the holidays.”

Which is when the nail technicians who work in the salon ordered the three of us to sit down in ultra-modern leather chairs that looked as if they had been stolen from the Starship Enterprise.

It turns out that our pal Joe, what with being a hip and modern restaurateur, has had a few pedicures in his day, whereas Bob and I were pretty much rookies.

It is not easy, using mere words, to describe how relaxing this spa experience was, but for your benefit I am going to give it the old journalistic try: It was really, really relaxing.

For approximately 30 minutes, during which the three of us sipped single-malt scotch and engaged in what we believed to be witty banter, the salon staff rubbed, stroked and squeezed our feet as if they were large tubes of toothpaste as opposed to fairly unattractive appendages at the end of our legs.

They whittled away the most unsightly parts of our feet with what looked like large cheese graters and frequently ordered us to dip them into large tubs of warm water that were illuminated from the bottom.

A highlight was the part of the process wherein they intensely massaged our calves with a sugar scrub that had been turned bright holiday green by the addition of some manner of mint-smelling substance.

“I will give you two hours to stop doing that,” I quipped to the technician working diligently on my legs.

When our feet were in a pristine state of freshness and relaxation, they hit us with a difficult question — “Do you want your nails decorated?”

Which is when Joe, Bob and I quickly conferred and decided, hey, we are three modern guys who are not afraid to be trendsetters, so, sure, let’s get our toenails painted for the holidays.

Doug Speirs photo
                                Doug, Bob and Joe go toe to toe.

Doug Speirs photo

Doug, Bob and Joe go toe to toe.

Salon co-owner Vicky Huynh explained their staff are the Michelangelos of the nail world and, working freehand, can transform a client’s toenails into almost anything under the sun. These masterpieces last for about a month.

After pondering this decision for several vital seconds, I agreed to have a dog’s paw prints painted on one big toenail in honour of my two mutts, while my other big toe was decorated with a cat’s face to represent the kitty my daughter adopted a little over a month ago before moving home from Ontario.

“My toes represent world peace,” I explained with all the seriousness I could muster. “A dog and a cat living together in peace and harmony at Christmastime in the same pair of socks.”

Our buddy Joe, who has been glued to his TV watching the World Cup of Soccer, even though Italy didn’t qualify this year, had his toes painted to represent his love of the beautiful game — his big toenails were turned into black-and-white soccer balls, while his smaller nails were alternately painted black and white.

For his part, Bob opted for a traditional Christmas theme, with trees on one big toe, snowflakes on the other, and the rest of his nails alternating between red and green. “They are a colourful medley of Christmas themes,” Bob told us. “Red sparkles, green sparkles, snowflakes and Christmas trees. It’s the holiday season and you have to celebrate with your toes.”

As we admired our newly festive feet, Vicky the salon owner said she hopes more guys of our gender will find the courage to not only come in for pedicures, but to have their toes decked out, possibly with the logos of their favourite sports teams.

Right now men account for only a tiny fraction of their business, and almost none agree to have their nails painted.

It’s time for that to change, guys. If you want to make 2023 a better year, you have to put your best foot forward.

dougspeirs65@gmail.com

Report Error Submit a Tip

More Stories

Puzzles Palace

1 minute read Monday, Jul. 27, 2026

To solve our puzzles, please subscribe with this special offer: |

Gridlock by design: no excuses for bed backlog

Jason M. Sutherland 5 minute read 2:00 AM CDT

Imagine waking up in a hospital bed and being told by a doctor that you are well enough to leave, only to discover you cannot. Not because you want to stay, but because there is nowhere safe for you to go. No home-care support, no rehabilitation space, no long-term care bed.

This is unfortunately the daily reality for thousands of Canadians.

Being stuck in a hospital bed is a crisis from coast to coast. Our acute care hospitals are functioning as wildly expensive beds for vulnerable citizens awaiting a more suitable place to take them in.

A decade ago, policymakers fretted over this exact issue. Today, despite an aging population with increasingly complex needs and higher demand for hospital beds, the crisis has only deepened.

AI bio-weapons loom

Gwynne Dyer 4 minute read 2:00 AM CDT

‘Artificial intelligence’ based on large language models is shaping up to be the most efficient destroyer of value since the South Sea Bubble. After “the Crash”, which is inevitably coming, some specific functions of AI will eventually turn out to be genuinely revenue-generating, and a lot of jobs will duly disappear. But the biggest winner (and potentially biggest loser) is medical science.

Dr. Brian Hie, a chemical engineer at Stanford University in California, has just revealed that his team has made the first viruses designed by artificial intelligence. They are ‘bacteriophages’, viruses that only infect bacteria and are widely used to treat people with infections that resist other treatments.

However, natural bacteriophages sometimes fail, so Dr. Hie used generative AI to design new ones that might do the job. The AI generated thousands of designs for new genomes that more or less fit the bill, and he chose around 300 of them to build in the lab. It’s hard work, not magic, but he ended up with 16 ‘novel’ bacteriophages that might work.

He applied them to petri dishes containing two harmful strains of E. coli, a common bacteria that lives in the human gut, and they killed the bacteria off. It’s still early days, but if it is truly becoming possible to tailor-make bacteriophages that target specific bacteria, then we may be getting a major new weapon in the struggle against antibiotic resistance.

Poilievre’s simplistic bluster a desperate bid for attention in a serious moment for nation

Tom Brodbeck 5 minute read Preview

Poilievre’s simplistic bluster a desperate bid for attention in a serious moment for nation

Tom Brodbeck 5 minute read Yesterday at 12:35 PM CDT

Conservative Leader Pierre Poilievre’s suggestion that Mark Carney needs more “backbone” to negotiate with Donald Trump would be easier to take seriously if anyone had actually figured out how to negotiate with the U.S. president.

Read
Yesterday at 12:35 PM CDT

The circle of life — garden-sized

5 minute read Preview

The circle of life — garden-sized

5 minute read 2:00 AM CDT

“The lesson I have thoroughly learnt, and wish to pass on to others, is to know the enduring happiness that the love of a garden gives.” — Gertrude Jekyll (1843-1932), horticulturalist

It’s a chilly day for August — more like fall — but in the garden things are progressing as nicely as if every day this summer had been the perfect combination of sun and showers.

The peonies are spent, their heavy heads with a hangdog look. Soon the petals will fall, revealing the jester-hat seedpods within. The lilacs, too, their beautiful, fragrant blossoms now transformed into brown scruff.

But the day lilies are plumping up, ready for their big reveal. And the roses are still magnificent — dozens and dozens of fuchsia, red, white and coral blooms that turn our stone circle into a heavenly scented bower. It is here where we come after a hard day’s work in the garden, newly scrubbed and wearing fresh clothes, to sit at a little bistro table and have a glass of wine and enjoy the results of our labour.

Read
2:00 AM CDT

Fun drop-in last chance to mentor grads of inner-city school with excellent track record

Maggie Macintosh 6 minute read Preview

Fun drop-in last chance to mentor grads of inner-city school with excellent track record

Maggie Macintosh 6 minute read 2:00 AM CDT

Summer break may be in full swing, but Gonzaga Middle School invited graduates back to the building for water balloon fights and academic, employment and support services this week.

Roughly 30 alumni, including teenagers and twentysomethings, stopped by the grades 6-8 school in North Point Douglas on Tuesday afternoon. They were greeted with slime-making kits, ice cream sundaes and staff ready to answer questions.

The initiative — the final grad drop-in organized this summer — is a new extension of the mentorship and holistic programming baked into the funded independent school’s mandate.

“We have 22- and 23-year-olds coming back and checking in and asking for help on their university papers,” principal Rex Ferguson-Baird said.

Read
2:00 AM CDT