Final day in Montreal.  I am Vancouver-bound tonight! This morning I woke up to this... My mother used one orange and three tangerines for this single glass and it was delicious.  I don't understand how some breakfast places can get away with calling their orange juice "freshly squeezed" when the taste is so damn different.…

No sooner do I finally get used to writing "2013" in the blog title instead of "2o12" than I have to start writing "2014".  2014!  It just feels like yesterday the world was supposed to end - back in 2012.  Or at the end of 1999.  I've got to stop selling off my worldly possessions…