Ah, Montreal…

We arrived on Thursday morning and have spent most of our time with our friends Norbert & Carole, with whom we are staying. Alan and I love staying with them; they are the kind of friends with whom you can spend weeks doing nothing but sitting around a table enjoying the best conversation. We’re never at a loss of things to talk about and often stay up until 2 in the morning just chatting.

We spent the last couple of days just hanging out in the West Island of Montreal (not actually a separate island but rather the west side of Montreal island). Thursday we went for a walk by the lake and a stroll through Pointe-Claire Village, one of our favourite spots on this side of the island. Friday we went for lunch at the village of St-Anne-de-Bellevue after spending all morning (a good 4 hours!) chatting around the breakfast table. At night we went to our good friend Jenn‘s house, where we met many of Alan’s best friends from his old swim team, people he has known for a good ten, twenty years and who embraced me into their circle when I first came to Canada ten years ago. Most of them visited us in Barcelona, and yesterday we celebrated the 10th anniversary of my first visit to Canada with much cava and laughter.

Today we are going downtown to one of our favourite spots in Montreal, the Marche Jean Talon, and later on we’ll meet with Norbert & Carole’s children and significant others to celebrate his birthday at a Lebanese restaurant. Yum, can’t wait!

Actually, that’s one of the things I miss the most about Montreal – the food. Like in France, in Montreal you can be sure to have the most amazing meals at every little hole in the wall. Norbert says it’s because the French have higher expectations and the clientele will define any service industry. I don’t know what it is, but the difference is noticeable. Toronto is an amazing city, very diverse, with cuisines from around the world, but I have never had a truly amazing meal there. The food can be good, often you have to pay more to have really good food, but it lacks that… I don’t know how to explain it… that je ne sais quoi that one finds here in Montreal…. Plus, one can get wine & beer at the grocery store here! Much more civilized…

I’ll post some pictures once we are back to Toronto next tuesday. I hope you are all having a good weekend!!

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Author: guerson

Born and raised in Brazil, a Canadian stole my heart and took me to Canada in 1999. After seven years between Montreal and Toronto, we then moved to Barcelona, Spain, where I did research for my PhD thesis. This blog began as a chronicle of our adventures while living in Barcelona and exploring the old world and has acquired a life of its own after we moved back to Canada.

3 thoughts on “Ah, Montreal…”

  1. Ai Alexandra nem me lembre da coisa de comprar cerveja no supermercado! Ai que saudades..e você tem toda razão é muuuito mais civilizado. Sabe que, ao menos até agora, é o ponto mais chato (boring!) que vejo em Toronto, fazer o que não é mesmo? acabamos nos acostumando mas toda vez que fico decepcionada com alguma coisa brinco que quero me mudar para Montreal que ao menos lá posso comprar cerveja no supermercado e tomar cerveja na rua!

    *PS – nunca coloquei os pés em Montreal (ainda) mas tenho certeza que vc também está corretíssima quando fala do sabor da comida e me deu água na boca só de imaginar um restaurante Libanes – aproveita por mim! rsrs
    bjs

  2. Hello there

    I don ‘t drink so this whole not drink on the beach, street doesn’t bother me. I do know most people break the rules, and here in Vancouver the officers have little motorcycles (with 4 wheels, don’t know the name) and they come and give tickets to whoever is drinking on the beach…

    After the amazing Jazz Festival that we had here, this weekend we’ve the Jericho Folk Festival, which is also nice to watch :)

    Let me get going.. today is beach day ;)

    Have a good weekend!

    Patricia

  3. The best meal I’ve ever had was at a restaurant in Nelson, B.C. called All Seasons. There is some great food in Toronto, but nothing has ever compared to the meal Bobby and I had in Nelson.

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