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There's lots of local produce, but the idea of "grown in Canada" is a bit different than here, I guess. That is, it's pointless when you've got hot houses in Nova Scotia shipping tomatoes to Vancouver.
Every time I go back I'm in awe of produce sections though. Much more variety, and one of the things I miss most is that you can buy most stuff by weight. So I don't need a pre-packaged bag of sprouts if I only need enough for one dish.
Also. Sault St Marie. You've truly been to Canada.
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as you know sault ste marie is like a gateway to the wilderness, staging post for big game hunting.
i was there (fall 1994) when a local radio dj was calling for a referendum for italian to become the official second language in ontario.
the scenery was epic 'group of seven landscapes'
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one of the things I miss most is that you can buy most stuff by weight.
Yeah we used to have greengrocers and all :/
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Also. Sault St Marie. You've truly been to Canada.
Ha, that's basically a cosmopolitain suburb compared to some places. You should try Wawa and Timmins
Canadian food related anecdote. When we were cycling across Canada we had stopped in a town not far out of Saskatoon and were really wanting some fresh veg. We stopped in the only grocery store in town to find a fairly limited range. We picked up some leeks that had been cut into 3 and shrink wrapped. The checkout cashier a) had no idea what they were and b) couldn't find them on the drum mounted reference chart to know that price they were. The supervisor came to help them out and finally found them on an addendum chart entitled "Ethnic Foods". I've never felt further away from home.
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expensive yes,
i did eat well in canada (was 22 years ago), but it was all home produce veg from an italian family (orginally from calabria) in sault st marie, ontario... even grew their own garlic, not sure where the meat came from though.
it reminded me of my own family in puglia, where my uncles side of family shared their produce, from wine, tomatoes, lemons, all with modest farms and no doubt imported seasonal labour
the only food we ever shared in London was apples from our tree, heavy cropper produced +200 each autumn.