Tuesday, November 30, 2004
My recent trip to London Ontario made me thankful that I live in a large city. It's like I was speaking Greek to the waitress at the restaurant. She said that she had no idea if there was gluten in the side dish I asked about, and added that "neither would they" as she pointed towards the kitchen. No offense to any Londoners reading this, but it seemed so behind. I failed to find any food that I could be certain about for lunch the next day. The conference planners provided a "buffet" composed entirely of sandwiches. I hit the streets and managed only to find potato chips. Even the phad thai was bad news. I am glad to be back.