The best food gets imported with the immigrants.
Some of those dudes make restaurants, which help me a lot.
Canada doesn’t really have its own food culture.
Hardly anyone has small farms and makes their own natural meals that way.
I went to macs and 711, they just have crap for sale as food.
Corner stores shouldn’t be pure chips, pop, dips and white bread half assed sandwiches.
Even the restaurants have issues.
China, Italy, Japan, Veitnam = these places know what they are doing, at least a little bit.
They are beyond mcdonalds, corner stores, etc.
That’s odd. I live in Ontario, surrounded by small farms that grow their own food. The Mennonite women from communities down the side road yonder often attend local farmers’ markets - there are five within easy driving distance of my house - and sell fresh baked goods and /or produce. Two of the nearby organic farms sell food-box memberships. A number of roadside kiosks or tables appear in every season, laden with beans, cucumbers, peas, tomatoes, corn, squash, apples, and pears - on the honour system. There are three independent honey producers and a dozen home-canners and jam makers. There is a 100-mile store and four good bakeries in nearby towns. The restaurants are a mixed bag - several excellent, some mediocre; the majority are franchises, where you know exactly what to expect.
Why would anyone buy food at a 711?
If you want authentic Canadian cuisine, make friends with an Ojibwa and get invited to his mother’s house.
Not the 711, for sure - anything sitting around in cellophane is going to be crappy. It helps to cook fresh food, flavoured to your particular palate. But you can get some pretty decent packaged frozen food in the supermarket. I admit a lot of that is from European or Asian kitchens. But, hey - it’s a continent full of immigrants: everybody can find the food they like.
It may be a good idea towards globalization.
Immigrants all over. Some of them appreciate the country more than its born-members.
Some of them want to bleed the country dry, also, but that is a minority.
If you look closely, the fattest, most aggressive, most determined leeches are usually home-grown - not only in Canada, but everywhere.
BTW, apropos of nothing, I had two young skunks in my front yard last night, snarfing up the spilled sunflower seed under the bird-feeders. They were handsome, but not very polite. The resident raccoon wanted some of the seed, and one skunk kept feinting at her, threatening and pushing her, till the raccoon backed half-way up the big cedar tree. I laughed at her discomfiture - which wasn’t very nice. I enjoy watching them, but it makes me uneasy to have them so close under the window.