What’s for Lunch?

Earlier this week I was reminded that everything entering the United States is subject to search by Custom’s officials.  Don’t get me wrong, I understand that in the best interests of the United States and its safety, it is important to have strict rules to abide by to protect the health and safety of its citizen.  But my lunch?

Almost everyday I bring a lunch across the border with me.  During the recent rise of the Canadian dollar to par and beyond, I have been doing all of my grocery shopping in Michigan.  Being paid in US dollars, it was simply cheaper to cross the border, pay the toll, drive the extra miles to grocery shop.  I estimate that I saved hundreds of dollars over the past year.  This means that the eco-friendly bag that transports my lunch contains foods grown, processed and manufactured in the US or at a minimum meeting all US Agricultural standards.

But on Tuesday morning, I was asked what was in my bag.  “Lunch,” I replied.  I generally try to answer all officers questions with one word answers whenever possible.  “Place it up here,” was the response.  I don’t know about you but I really don’t like anyone poking their fingers through my lunch.  Fortunately, for me the bananas were in clear sight and the contents of the bag were not spreadout over the table.  My lunch, for the most part, remained untouched.

This incident reminded me of previous encounters with the Lunch Police.  I’ll save those stories which I’ve entitled, “The Hat Man,” “Where’s the Beef,” “Tossed Salad,” and “Florida Oranges” for another days entry.

By the way, I’m not sure what happened at the border today.  There was no traffic or backup.  Very odd!

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