Soups & Salads:Caesar, 3 Cheese Vegetarian, Club Ched, Salad Supreme, Gringo, Teriyaki Chicken, Chicken Caesar or Caesar Marinara, Caesar or Greens Boat, Mug of Soup, Fruit Boat.

What's Wrong with Yesterday's Menu:Although I hardly have to say it, I think it's the "and meat" addendum on the stack o' two and three (two and three what, you may wonder) that stands out on this section of the menu.

Quebec has a deadly history of road accidents. But don't take my word for it. Instead, believe the good folks at micromedia.on.ca, whose server has been faithfully sending me the "Quebec has a dealy history of road accidents" email once an hour for the past ten days. Every morning I arrive at work to find fifteen messages telling me about the horrible history of driving in Quebec.

And it's true. It really is. Not that I'm getting this email repeatedly from a senile server (although that's actually happening) but that driving in Quebec, and in particular getting on a bus in Quebec is a great way to activate your will. Buses in that province smack into trains, fall off embankments, smash into station wagons and plunge into lakes. Two of the accidents occurred in the same place, in 1974 and 1997, when a tour bus fell off an embankment on a steep winding road. Both buses were full of seniors on tour. Which, by the way, is not unusual for bus accidents. Scanning mass transit accident reports gives you a cross-section of the upwardly immobile: old people, handicapped people, students, labourers, minorities. It makes perfect sense; they're the people who can't afford to go tooling around the countryside in a car. That's why I love SUVs: they level the playing field by giving the affluent a chance to die horribly in an oversized tank of a vehicle.

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