On the first of May, some people go a-Maying, some celebrate Beltane, some celebrate the Labor movement, and some riot outside of multinational corporate offices. Manon and I have our own ritual where we arrive in a new neighborhood for the Summer.… [Read More]
Came from this place–La Brume.comptoir. It’s not the main cafe, but this little tiny counter tucked away among warehouses and factories on Rue Fullum in Rosemont.
(I’m sorry I don’t have photos of either the cafe or the scone, so I will describe as best I can.)… [Read More]
It seems that when you live in a certain place, you become the default consultants for tourism in that place. People contact you, sometimes on behalf of people you don’t even know, wanting to hear about the best restaurants or most exciting local experiences or whether the weather is weathering, etc.… [Read More]
In 1926, in far-off California, some dude by the name of Julius Freed opened up an orange juice stand. According to Wikipedia, in ’29, an associate named Bill Hamlin came up with a recipe that added ice, sweetener, milk, vanilla flavoring, and egg white to make the beverage tastier and less acidic.… [Read More]
I’ll get back to Becky deMarie and pretendian issues soon, but in the meantime I want to tell you a true story about a girl and a strawberry.
I’m the girl.… [Read More]
These looked intriguing, not only because I presume anything in an ice-cream cone is likely to be good, but because they are being marketed as a collation énergétique (“power snack”).… [Read More]
To get to the parking spot on the other side!
This is a delivery vehicle for St. Hubert, a massive restaurant chain and frozen/ready-to-eat food enterprise here in Québec (not unlike Marie Callender’s in the States, with less emphasis on dessert pies).… [Read More]
A sign with another lovely French food pun, à la this post from earlier this year. Seen down at the Old Port, not far from the Queues de Castor (Beaver Tails) place.… [Read More]
This blog post is backwards; I’m starting with the ending and detailing how I got home from my visit to the Promenade Masson (“the Heart of Rosemont”).
Why? Because it was my first time on an e-bike!… [Read More]
Montréal’s Jardin botanique is a beautiful place to stroll. It has lush greenhouses, winding outdoor paths, and a gourmet cafe, but the admission is pricey if you have to pay the rack rate.… [Read More]
