I arrived in Montreal after a lovely train ride through the Adirondacks. With a view of the lake and the mountains out the window, I felt like I was on a giant ship headed to wilderness. Then we arrived in Montreal. We had dinner at the famed glutton’s paradise, Au Pied de Cochon, for one of the most indulgent meals ever. I’m still recovering…
Poutine au foie gras – foie gras, fries, and cheese curds smothered in rich gravy. It was amazing.
Me sipping on a mug of house beer.
Langue de bison à l’estragon – braised bison tongue in creamy tarragon sauce.
Pied de cochon – “foot of pig” topped with caramelized onions and cheesy mashed potatoes.
This morning we went to grab coffee at Café Expressions
Eva B on Saint-Laurent. We walked into the store in a daze, and we were warmly welcomed with complimentary hot tea.
There’s a side room with the biggest pile of $1 things.
And plenty of plastic limbs hanging from the ceiling!
Smoked meat sandwich from Schwartz’s.
Thankfully, I was (sort of) on a diet before this trip…
I’m quickly learning that Montréal is truly a francophone city. I’m making an effort to say “s’il vous plait” and “merci.” But that’s the extent of my French. Ah, yet another language to learn!
P.S. A letter arrived!