Poutine Man

A bright yellow chip truck sits on Bank Street in Ottawa, selling fries, hot dogs, and awesome poutine. It’s M & G’s Chip Wagon and a grumpy man with a moustache stands inside the truck and ignores me for a few moments before he acknowledges my presence by looking in my direction.

“One medium poutine, please,” I say in my most polite voice.

He grunts and turns around without a word and proceeds to drop fries into the deep fryer. Three minutes later I pay and the surly man hands me a Styrofoam container with a heaping mound of fries covered with melting cheese curds and piping hot gravy. Crispy fries, cheese, amazing gravy…Mmm…

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