Oh Canada
I have always considered myself somewhat of a Canadian. I definitely love being an American, but Canada has always held a special place in my heart. My wife and I had a blast river rafting in Whistler. There was nothing like the Smoked Meat at Ben's Deli in Montreal. And the Quebec Nordiques will always be dear to me. R.I.P. I have enjoyed many memorable moments in the Great White North, but this morning my relationship with Canada reached another level. Uh-boat a week ago I got an email from Nicolas, who said he enjoyed my blog and wanted to write about it in the French Newspaper, La Presse. Little did I know that it was one of the biggest papers in Canada. I hadn't heard of La Presse, although on a trip to Quebec City in the early 90's I do recall buying a French paper to read about my beloved Nordiques. Of course, the only French word I knew was fromage (cheese), so gathering info was quite the challenge. I spoke with Nicolas for about an hour on T...