There was a time when I could eat pretty much anything I wanted without consequences. In the mid-sixties when I worked for Bell Telephone in the Maclean-Hunter building on University Avenue, my friend and I…
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I made the mistake of taking my own advice
We’ve all seen the sad images of alcoholics hiding their shame by drinking from a bottle disguised in a brown paper bag. Do they really think because we can’t see the label we don’t know…