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They're always the second greens out of my garden each spring, behind only the dandelions I pick while digging and planting.

It's not like it's a venerable tradition up here, either. I'd never heard of it until the early 90s (when I moved back from BC to NS), and IIRC its invention only dates to the late 1950s in Quebec. I'm not sure how long it took to catch on anywhere else, but presumably it crossed the border first into Ontario. I'd certainly never seen it in BC before moving home, and I think it was still fairly new in NS at the time.

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Think of them as "granola with an unusually refined presentation."

This is a bit niche, but Nuba brand carob drink is being recalled for botulism. At present, it's only known to have been sold in Ontario, Quebec and NS. https://recalls-rappels.canada.ca/en/alert-recall/nuba-brand-carob-drink-recalled-due-potential-presence-dangerous-bacteria?utm_source=gc-notify&utm_medium=email&utm_content=en&utm_campaign=hc-sc-rsa-22-23&

That's my "daily bread," right there, right down to the method. My late wife sent me the recipe from an old DAK bread machine manual, which turned out to be identical to my grandmother's honey-whole wheat sandwich bread. I actually just made a batch today, in fact, which - now that you've reminded me - is cool and must be bagged and frozen ASAP. I should go do that now, before I forget yet again...

I recognize the catalogue and have the same one, but I wasn't previously familiar with Incredible Seed (I've ordered in the past from Hope Seeds, Annapolis Seeds and Revival Seeds, all up in the Valley, but Incredible would certainly be more local to you). For pepper seeds specifically, if you aren't already familiar with them, check out Atlantic Pepper Seeds here in New Brunswick. They've got 2400-ish varieties, all grown here in Atlantic Canada (with varying degrees of encouragement) and their site has lots of useful information on it.

I wasn't aware that beans and savory are a "thing." It's popular here in Atlantic Canada for multiple uses; my mother used to put a smidge into her chowders, and her chicken stuffing was primarily flavored with savory and onions.

It's a hard habit to break, isn't it?

It's because acidity helps preserve the color. I make similar preparations with green cabbage all the time, just because I have it on hand more often.

A classic case of "to each his own." I can't quibble with the first half of your statement because it's the plain truth, just as it's easier to microwave something from the supermarket's frozen section than to cook from scratch. But many of us take pleasure in preparing meals, and do so whenever we can. Similarly, many of us garden because it's deeply satisfying (and in my case, a compulsion: I had a grow light and a planter of lettuces on my windowsill in a third-floor walkup). As for the second half of your statement, well...clearly we don't see eye to eye on that one. But gardening still leaves me plenty of time for books and research and everything else I take pleasure in - less so at planting and harvest time, I'll grant - so I hardly feel that I'm missing out. In any case, welcome to eG and enjoy the goings-on! Whatever your culinary (and culinary-adjacent) interests, there's almost certain to be good stuff awaiting you in the various threads and forums here.

Bummer.

I combed thrift shops for years and found a vintage Kenmore, which makes four large rectangular waffles in the old-school thin style. That's not necessarily a practical option for everyone, but waffle plates for 2-4 deeper-pocketed Belgian style waffles are available for (and sometimes bundled with) a number of the panini-style contact grills/presses. The Cuisinart Griddler and Breville Sear & Press spring to mind. They're more $$ than a straight-up waffle maker, but they're not uni-taskers so it's a question of what you value and prioritize (and whether you have a use for their other features).

It may have amused me more than most, simply because I freelance and deal with copy editors all the time. That's the kind of detail one learns to screen for, before (ideally) submitting a draft.

It varies from province to province, depending on the provincial tax rate, but the total is 15-16 percent in most provinces. Application of the tax is kind of quirky. If you buy five cookies, those are "snacks" and taxable. If you buy six, it's "groceries" and non-taxable. If you buy a 2-piece chicken meal at the supermarket's deli counter, that's taxable, but if you buy the 10-pack of cold fried chicken from the refrigerated showcase a few feet away it's not. There are many, many such arbitrary examples but they had to draw the line somewhere, I suppose.

You'll be credited when I use that as the title of my autobiography.

To elaborate, Canada has both a federal sales tax (the Goods and Services Tax, or GST) and - in most provinces - a provincial sales tax. When the GST was introduced, there was some confusion as to whether both taxes should be charged independently on the base price of the product, or whether the GST (like the older federal tax it replaced) should be included in the base price, and then the provincial tax calculated on that total. Ultimately most provinces decided against the tax-on-tax approach, and "harmonized" their sales taxes with the GST. A given receipt or invoice might detail them separately, but usually they're combined as "GST/HST" and you'll see one number for sales tax.

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A couple of days ago my GF and I had a burger, a burger combo (hers with a Beyond patty, because she can't eat beef anymore), and upgraded from regular to sweet-potato fries on the combo. It cost us $30 and some-odd cents. That's $CDN, mind you. But still.

I think I can be fairly confident in proclaiming that I will never again cut myself on... sugar. My GF likes the old-fashioned dark brown sugar on her oatmeal rather than the everyday "brilliant yellow" kind, so I went up the kitchen to fetch a small timbale of it for her. Turned out the grandkids had left the bag open (again!) so it was a collection of rock-hard lumps. I took a couple of lumps and broke them up with my fingers, and the second one turned out to have a sharp edge which made a nice little gash on the index finger of my right (dominant) hand. Even my daughter, no slouch in the klutz department herself, had to concede that this was pretty special.

It's a silly jingle, but having been a kid at the time I can attest to its ubiquity. And hey, it was successful enough to keep M&M's out of the Canadian market for decades.

The person running the book. Every time.