The weather can change so fast here.  We went from +4 yesterday (which was something to celebrate), to a windchill of -15 today.  Almost time for the parka. 

I'm starting to miss fresh vegetables more and more these days.  I filled a bowl of fresh veggies at lunch the other day and everything just tasted...old.  I guess since it is picked in Chile, put on a truck to the nearest port, put on a boat to our coast, put on a truck and driven to Montreal, sits in a warehouse before being loaded on a plane, then sits here for a week here before its sold, I can't expect much.  'Fresh' is an objective term when it comes to produce up here.


Another trip home soon.  Time flies like an arrow; fruit flies like a banana