THE GREAT WHITE WATERFALL
Milk bags. It's a Canadian thing. I might have thought it was odd as a kid, but now I look at it and think, who thought that was a good idea? Is the amount of trash you save by serving milk in a plastic bag really worth it? (Yeah, probably, actually. They're way cheaper to make, use and reuse than jugs or cartons, as long as you're not a total hamhanded klutz.
So no, then.)
If you've never used milk bags before, and you plan on moving to Canada, Here's a how-to for drawing milk from a bag.
Needless to say, there's nowhere else I've heard of on Earth that delivers milk in flimsy plastic tubes, and it certainly never made it to New York, where a sturdy container is the sine qua non of proper milk delivery. (According to ITV, they do it in India and Switzerland, and they've tried it in England. I stand corrected.)
I miss them, in the way you miss anything figuring prominently from childhood, but I remember the mess when a bag would rupture at the supermarket and some poor sot would have to hose down the rest of the bags and clean out the dairy case.
Go ahead and laugh.
The Evil Twin Theory
Canadian moves to New York City to seek fortune as a songwriter. Hijinks and culture shock ensue.
(Note: This was my previous blog, which ran in this form (but with a different template) for the better part of five years. For my current whereabouts, go to tonyhightower.com.)

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