I forgot to mention the "Special Chicken" in Canada. As we were driving toward Algonquin Provincial Park, we stopped to buy a chicken to cook over a campfire the 1st night we were spending there at the regular family tent area. The small store didn't have much, but then we didn't need much either. The owner asked us where we came from and were going and then said he kept frozen chicken just for travellers like us.
We had a cooler full of ice, so there was no chance of the chicken spoiling. When we got to the campsite and opened the package and started to thaw it, it was so rotten that we gagged at the smell.
That guy KNEW we weren't coming back his way (we had said so), so he sold a frozen rotten chicken to us "Yankees". Fortunately, the tiny campground store was still open and they had some canned beef stew which heated up fine by the campfire.
I hasten to say that everyone ELSE in Canada were unfailingly kind and helpful...
But to this day, if any store-owner mentions "special", I twitch, LOL!
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Megan
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That was mean of him.
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