I moved from the Cambridge, Massachusetts area to Toronto about a year and a half ago.  I found that things here are just different enough - as I always say, milk comes in bags, and people start sentences with "as well" which I would never do, and suchlike.  And the stores, many of them are different.  Products in the supermarket.

But then again, there's Whole Foods.  There were probably a dozen Whole Foods stores within an hour's drive of my last few apartments in Boston.  There are two here; one a fifteen or so minute's walk from my office, and one a forty minute drive from our apartment.  Certainly the products are not all the same.  Not all of my favorites are labeled in French, or whatever other thing keeps them from coming here.  But I do get to have Annie's.  I buy the whole wheat one.  I love it.  It's tasty, fast, and reminds me of home.

I read this article on Megnut yesterday.

I have to say, there's a time for Annie, and a time for homemade.  As a matter of fact, the article got me so interested in mac & cheese that I made it for dinner - a modified, even-more-reduced-fat version of a Rachael Ray dealie, but still homemade and yummy.  But there's Annie's in the cabinet, as usual.  Homemade took...all told...maybe 45 minutes?  It's worth it, but it isn't always possible.

Funny that homemade isn't the one that reminds me of home.