To put things in perspective, I often don't eat anything except Arnica until 2 or 3pm most days and often just have bread and beans or a can of tuna for dinner. So when I'm presented with a page or two of menu items I tend to take the 'nothing succeeds like excess' route.
One of the last nights in Montreal wandering the streets:
Then back to the loving arms of the open road (and my first fall colors):
I found out how much wood a woodchuck can chuck on the way to Maine: