Okay, we know Winnipeg has a proud Ukrainian history. But we're still feeling a little weirded out right now.

As Shoomy mentioned below, we spent this morning at the Spirit of Edmonton breakfast. It was, on the whole, a lovely experience - as are all opportunities to drink vodka at 7:30 a.m. But we're having a bit of a hard time wrapping our heads around the tastes of our fellow morning drinkers (of whom, by the way, there were about a thousand - this is a hard-core breakfast).

See, the event largely revolves around each team's cheerleading squad turning up in the middle of the room to strut its stuff. This, to us, is generally a good thing - especially when it involves the Calgary cheerleaders, who more or less refused to leave the stage, or the Winnipeg ones, who are clearly the creme de la creme of CFL cheerleaders. (We now understand why their potentially topless shenanigans in Regina caused such a ruckus.) But most of the routines earned little more than polite applause - at least compared to the euphoric response that greeted not one but two sets of traditional Ukrainain dancers.

Now, understand that we have nothing against traditional Ukrainain dancers. And these, the second set in particular, were rather good ones. Had it been some sort of cultural event, they would have fit in a whole lot better than a bunch of petite 20-year-olds in boots and halter tops. But since this was a Grey Cup breakfast, 80% male and 97% drunk, the whole thing was a little confusing.

Maybe it'll make more sense once we sober up.