07-01-2009, 02:30 PM
I used to be super picky when I was younger. I lived in Montreal for 10 years, there's so many different cuisines around that you almost have no choice but to open up to it. I realized that the worst thing that could happen is that I wouldn't like something. My dad has traveled all over the world for business, so he's pretty open to different foods, we'd go to different restaurants together. I also lived like 3 blocks away from the biggest market in town Jean-Talon Market - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
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