At the historic King Edward Hotel in Toronto this morning, I told the more than 200 guests at the Ben McNally/ Toronto Globe & Mail literary brunch that two things impressed me most about Canadians:
1.) their sweaters (they laughed, but I meant it); and 2.) that Canadians never seem stressed out. "Don't they serve coffee up here?" I asked.
At the book signing that followed, several women told me of husband-wife bridge spats they have witnessed. Everywhere I go, I hear this same refrain.
Ben McNally, the independent bookseller and M.C. at the brunch, is a master of the deadpan delivery. He had guests in stitches all morning.
He promised to send me a sweater in the fall.