by Matthew Friedman | Dec 26, 2020 | Commentary
My father and I arrived at Sam the Record Man in downtown Montreal around 10:30 am, after a late breakfast at Murray’s in Westmount. The Boxing Day crowds that lined up along Rue Ste-Catherine and around the block for hours in the December Chill to get first crack at...
by Matthew Friedman | Dec 13, 2020 | Essays
The cashier smiled and wished me a “merry Christmas.” I scowled back. It was the week just after Thanksgiving, and the supermarket staff were clearing away the last of the orange-and-brown remnants of Turkey Day advertising décor and replacing it with red, green,...
