I moved to Canada, and they think I'm slow, eh?
Seeing as how I'm oblivious to the intricate nuances of Canadian culture, the assumption I'm about to make is not grounded in any sort of fact or observation. Nevertheless, I think Canucks eat a lot of buffalo. So when I was at the supermarket yesterday, and ground buffalo caught my eye, I figured, when in Rome...(please, go on). My buffalo marinara sauce proved quite savory, and I hope it marks a degree of assimilation into my new culture. Either that, or it's the first of many uninformed and unwarranted judgments made by an ugly American. But really, what are they going to do, ride me out on a rail? Please!