It was easy to tell that the temperatures were in the 60s Fahrenheit in Montreal today, because we cats saw a lot of people walking around outside in shorts and flip-flops. And while we haven't seen any campaign posters yet — the PM won't call the federal snap election until Sunday, probably for April 28 — politics are prevalent.
A trip to the SAQ revealed no empty shelves of products from the États-Unis. But it wasn't because they were fully stocked with California wine. It was because the staff had filled in every shelf with wines from France, Spain, Portugal, Italy, New Zealand — and, of course, Quebec — instead. The SAQ clearly has no intention of selling American booze any time soon. They're dug in.
The other adventure of the day was at the Atwater Market, where we met a seller of artisan goodies who had Benedict Donald on his mind and wanted to talk. He thought the tariff war was unbelievably stupide (correct), but his biggest gripe was Trump's disrespect of Canada and Canadians. Yep, he was taking it personally. He thought Mark Carney was very smart. He thought that Pierre Poilievre was phhhffftt. A phony.
Our takeaway? That he was one Quebecois businessman who was definitely voting Liberal next month. How the landscape has changed. Merci, Donald! Our paws are crossed for April 28. We cats PURR.
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