One of the major complaints I have about winter time in Toronto is the horrendous amount of salt spewed across the streets. It’s evident that this ‘habit’ has started to progress for the worst each passing year.

With the fear of lawsuits on private property, due to those who slip and fall from the icey pavements, it’s apparent that more and more people are using salt as a ‘quicker’ solution before the snow plow arrives.

Or, perhaps, it’s just laziness. ‘Salt it all the way’ is their motto.

The only problem is that our city ends up being one big pile of slush. And this doesn’t solve the driving conditions. Nor taking away all the slipping and sliding.

Trust me. Almost damned-well twisted my ankle in the parking lot of our nearby stripmall.

The other day, my friend emailed me…

“This is ridiculous! I went for a jog and there was blue slush infront of the building. It looked like a Smurf bomb blew up there!”

Ode to the big salt-lick known as Toronto.

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