Canada's Monopsonistic Health-care System and Meat!

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The staff arrived with the main part of the meal, carefully placing the plates of piping hot food in front of us and clearing the remains of the oatmeal at the same time. We listened to Leeza describe each item in excruciating detail. Here is the short version - biscuits, scrambled eggs, country potatoes (four different varieties of potatoes, green and red peppers, onions), eleventy-million types of humane and eco-friendly jams and preserves, and sausage. Beautiful sausage. Lovely sausage. ‘Take me home and love me' sausage. No bacon, which was a disappointment, but it would have probably been that fake Canadian Bacon, which, as any connoisseur of the flesh will tell you, is just frackin' ham. Sausage would do fine. I know everyone likes meat, but for me it goes a little deeper than that. I also knew that your mom was probably full from the oatmeal, so the sausages on her plate were as good as mine. Ha! This day was looking up already. My arteries would be clogged faster than you could say 'Canada's monopsonistic health-care system'.

Somewhere around my second helping of 'Dew-kissed Wild Heritage Raspberry and Hydroponically Grown Dwarf Orange Preserves' Leeza made an announcement to the room.

"Okay folks, we've put all the makings of a wonderful box-lunch on the sideboard in the library. Help yourself when you're ready and if there is anything we can do for you don't hesitate to ask."

I couldn't help but notice that the clutch of Albertans at our table were light eaters. Which is to say, they hadn't finished their sausage. I was rustling up a diversion whereby I could snag those tasty links from the plates nearest me when your mom, ever vigilant when I'm around breakfast meats, leaned over and placed her hand on top of mine.

"Don't even think about it."

Gah. Busted. I think Carl may have noticed me ogling his sausage. Now that I put that to paper that sentence sounds so very, very wrong but you know what I mean. I didn't care about the chain of ownership. Meat is meat.


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