Playing Catch-up

I thought I had my North American junk food down, but ketchup--a flavor?

The Radiohead Scheme

Buying a pizza from this place is on my to-do list. Will I have to haggle over the price of a slice? Will the person at the cashier be too lazy to bother counting my money? Meanwhile, their website, pizzabonizza.com, promises three pizzas for the price of one. This is one unmotivated place.

Flippers

Galoshes, to wear over leather shoes in the snow. I spend most of my time on the metro looking at people's feet, marvelling at how practical and well-insulated they all are. And then there are the girls on their way to hit the clubs, with bare legs and spike heels in -15°C weather...

The Pitter-patter of Snow Boots

While it's not snowing much anymore in Montreal, there are huge banks of snow and patches of ice that have been around for months and have yet to melt. Not helping the process is the below-zero temperatures, with no chance of getting warmer anytime soon. Little kids are bundled up so firmly, they don't resemble humans beings so much as clothes hangers. Their mobility is restricted so much by the combined stiffness of their ski jackets and snow boots and mittens and tuques, it's all they can do to stumble about with their arms outstretched. They are, of course, cute.

An Eggplant Lives Up to its Name

White eggplant.

Yellow zucchini.

Magenta-green string beans.

Orange cherry tomatoes.