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Nifty notion. I'd seen a couple of his seed-saving articles on the Mother Earth News website, but didn't put the pieces together until I'd Googled him.

That's gotta be a whole year's worth of validation, all in one paragraph.

I raised my kids right...both of 'em could quote/imitate Durante, or Groucho, and any number of my heroes from back in the day. Properly speaking I *am* a bit too young for that generation of entertainer, having been born in '63, but I know what I like.

So many times I heard Jimmy Durante speak of her, and now I know where she's been all this time.

After the discussion here, I'm working a mention of it into an article I'm writing. Just because.

Well...major centers in Canada, anyway. I don't expect to see one where I live anytime soon. Greater Toronto is said to be the most cosmopolitan urban area in all of North America, surpassing even NYC, so it's not surprising to find such amenities there.

I take them all with a grain of salt, because pretty much everyone I know in the business has been shaken down for freebies or discounts with the threat of a negative review. Yelp has actually been taken to court (and won, which is a travesty!) because they straightforwardly and unapologetically surface positive reviews for restaurants who pay them, and negative reviews for restaurants who don't.

Ontario and Quebec, Oreinos Mylopotamos brand of dry mizythra, recalled for potential listeriosis risk. http://www.inspection.gc.ca/about-the-cfia/newsroom/food-recall-warnings/complete-listing/2019-04-02/eng/1554256405689/1554256408446

https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2019/04/08/the-hidden-air-pollution-in-our-homes

That doesn't sound right...I'm pretty sure I remember reading that parrots are blue when cooked.

Ugh. Yeah, I missed that salient detail. Let's go with this list instead, and the original one goes bye-bye.

A few other food-related April Fool's efforts: Edited to remove original list. See down-thread for a better one from Eater.

As a Californian, you have special dispensation - nay, a moral obligation! - to incorporate avocado wherever possible, whether appropriate by outsiders' standards or not.

I have a bunch, and try to remember to wear one when I'm cooking, but seldom do. The upshot is that most of the clothes I own have either grease spots from the cooking part, or bleach spatters from cleanup (I routinely add bleach do my dish hand-washing water). I have a special knack for managing to get stuff on a new and slightly costlier-than-usual piece of clothing the first time it's worn.

You would probably know it as Kamut, which is a trademarked name. Khorasan is the generic word for the same grain.

I remember loaded fries being a "thing" long before I ever saw my first poutine. Might just have been an accident of timing and geography, mind you.

A correction/expansion of the tea recall from upthread: http://inspection.gc.ca/about-the-cfia/newsroom/food-recall-warnings/complete-listing/2019-03-28/eng/1553810114913/1553810115430

It seemed strange to me, too, but perhaps it shouldn't. Tea is basically leaves harvested by humans, just like lettuce and spinach (etc) and we've certainly seen plenty of recalls on those.

Salmonella in some Lee brand teas. National recall. http://www.inspection.gc.ca/about-the-cfia/newsroom/food-recall-warnings/complete-listing/2019-03-27/eng/1553732465930/1553732466196

I believe it's a jacked-up coffee beverage. Not that I'm partial to caramel-flavored coffee either, but it's a bit more broadly acceptable perhaps.

An older Dutch gentleman of my acquaintance frequently quoted his own granny to the effect that "crumbs are still bread." In her usage it was intended as a general endorsement of frugality, rather than applying specifically to bread, but it works either way. Historically bread-eating cultures in often had similar strictures against wastage of any scrap. I'm guessing they began to fade in the 19th century as industrialization hit agriculture, milling and baking*. Between mechanized harvesting replacing laborers with scythes, and high speed Hungarian-style roller mills replacing age-old stone milling, and purified yeast streamlining the baking process, bread became cheaper and more readily available than it had ever been. When that happened, the moral imperative to not squander the bread "earned by the sweat of one's brow" faded. On a more prosaic note, it's also pretty hard to feel reverent toward Wonder Bread and it's sad, bland, spongy kin. (*I know there are plenty of other factors at play, including and especially the broader rise in prosperity across the industrialized world, but a detailed analysis wasn't my aim...)

That's more like it. I'm sure I can find another thing or two to get up to the threshold for free shipping.

I found it on the Walmart.ca website...for $52.95 CDN.

Prompted by this thread, I just looked up the EZ-DUZ-IT to see if it's available in Canada. It is indeed...for $37.95 CDN on Amazon.ca. If it's really built like the old Swing-a-Way it'll last long enough to be worth it, but that was a nasty shock to my East Coast Frugality Gene (TM). It might take me a few days to actually muster up the gumption to make the purchase.

I suppose you've all heard the story of the three elderly ladies on a road trip together? They were driving through Kentucky and arrived at the outskirts of Louisville. The one who was driving announced this to the others, who had dozed off (as one will, on a lengthy trip with people whose stories you've all heard before). She pronounced it "Lewisville," and one of her traveling companions took exception to that. "I've always heard it said as 'Looeyville,' she replied. Now the third piped up, claiming "I've got family here, and they say it's pronounced more like 'Louahvahlll." They went back and forth on these general lines for a few minutes, getting more heated as they did so. Finally the driver swing abruptly onto the nearest off-ramp, announcing "Well let's just settle this once and for all!" She pulled the car into the a nearby strip mall and the three of them stumped grimly into the first business they saw, like a pack of little grey-permed thunderclouds. The driver marched up to the kid behind the counter and said sternly "Young man! Speaking slowly and distinctly, please tell us exactly where we are!" The young 'un recoiled from this blast, swallowed hard and blinked a few times, and then - speaking very slowly and carefully - replied "Burrr...gerrrr Kinnnggg..."