I will add to this list of Tim Hortons references as I come across them in the books that I read this year. I've been collecting them since 2017 and you can find older posts via this link: Tim Hortons references from prior years
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"Car trouble?" A guy got out of the driver's side of the truck. He was wearing green camo, just like a good ole boy, but he didn't sound American. He walked right towards us, and the funny thing was, the black ice didn't stop him. He walked on over it, just like Jesus on water.
"What's that, electric, is it?" he asked. "Those are no good in the snow, eh? She's a beauty though. I was just doing a Timmies run for a double double and thought I'd pop into the store for a two-four and a pack of darts when I saw yas. There's a Canadian Tire a few klicks back."
He stopped to check on Brody. "Jesus murphy, what a gong show. Buddy must be loaded, is he?"
Our translator was flipping through his book like crazy, but he couldn't tell us if this man was friend or foe.
from: 'A Letter Home,' in Sorry, Not Sorry: An Unapologetic Look at What Makes Canada Worth Fighting For by Mark Critch (transcribed from the audiobook)
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It was unreal. Unimaginable. Not possible. No more than seeing Dracula or the Loch Ness Monster at a bodega. There were no such things as -- could he think the word, let alone say it to himself -- the W word? They were creatures of legend, metaphors to keep his ancestors in line, fanciful stories created for cold winter nights. They most certainly were not walking the streets of Toronto, hanging out behind a Tim Hortons or an Indigo.
As the resume instructor droned on to the drones in the room about the potential power of proper spacing and tabbing, her mind wandered. To her left, on a fold-out table, she could see the coffee vat, half full of weak, industrial coffee. Perhaps that's what she missed most of all since this had happened to her: good, strong coffee. Stuff that could fuel an airplane. This concoction they pumped into you in these social assistance environments could barely be called coffee. But there beside the full coffee, glowing in the fluorescent light, sat Timbits and crullers, glistening in divine caloric abandon. In addition to existing on the edge of nicotine withdrawal, she was hungry.
"I'll be right back." Quickly he ran outside to the homeless man and dropped ten dollars into his worn Tim Hortons cup.
Cold by Drew Hayden Taylor (transcribed from the audiobook)
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When Jen Militia broke up in 2009, Kim and I grew closer. Mostly because we had the same approach to surviving break-ups: large bottles of red wine. Kim had Coach's sense of duty to the ones she loved. They were always the two quickest to cry at the slightest sentimental moment. Coach would cry at Tim Hortons commercials, and she was her father's daughter, so perhaps it was inevitable that we would get along.
Saga Boy: My Life of Blackness and Becoming by Antonio Michael Downing (transcribed from the audiobook)
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Another accomplice was Steve Picard. He, too, started honest. Picard was the warehouse handyman who lived on a rural route nearby. Driving from his house to the highway, Picard had to pass the warehouse. One night, he noticed activity. He drove up. Caron was parked at the Tim Hortons near the warehouse and he saw Picard. Caron asked him where he was going, to which Picard replied, "I have to go to the warehouse."
Caron told him not to go, which Picard found strange, so Caron let him in on the theft and implicated him. After that, Picard worked as a sentry and also a wiper. He had to wipe the barrels if they sweated to get rid of any traces of water, and wipe up any evidence of the theft on the floor of the warehouse.
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I seek the people pushing the syrup industry into the future. I want to meet Big Maple. On route, I stop at a Tim Hortons and see for sale by the cash register maple syrup in a bottle as big as a hotel ration of shampoo. For ten dollars, you get 100 ml. That works out to $100 per litre. There's money in the sticky stuff.
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Ken Jewett made his money in the prepared foods industry, such as making chili for Tim Hortons. Jewitt used some of his wealth to create a charity, Maple Leaves Forever, which subsidizes landowners to plant native Canadian maple trees along laneways, fence lines and the roadsides of their properties.
Maple Syrup: A Short History of Canada's Sweetest Obsession by Peter Kuitenbrouwer (transcribed from the audiobook)
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