french immersion: a long weekend in montreal

We took a quick three-night jaunt to Montreal last week. This involved:

  • Planes, trains and automobiles
  • Eating. Constantly (as evinced by every other photo herein).
    • Bagels. Poutine. Brioche.
  • Record-breaking heat. Long walks in record-breaking heat.
  • Art museums
  • Our various servers humoring my practice of elementary-level French. I.e. we talked numbers, food and fruit, days of the week, months of the year, articles of clothing.
  • Child-like delight in the presence of animals in the Biodôme
  • Repeated beer imbibing at the wondeful Dieu du Ciel

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Hibiscus beer. Whaaat? I know.

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In the battle of Fairmount vs. St-Viateur bagels, we are divided.

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The resident friendly corgi at our favorite boutique, Les Étoffes

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That is poutine. Already a belly bomb weighing in with gravy and cheese curds, Au Pied de Cochon added foie gras for good measure.

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A lovely watering hole called Big in Japan

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Old Zara dress, Botkier Valentina hipster bag, Jeffrey Campbell Everly booties

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Zara kids cheesecloth dress, Superga Cotu Classic sneakers, giant dark chocolate brioche from Olive and Gourmando

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Badass antler bar chair

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Favorite meal of all: Joe Beef. I mean, we fought over the sweetbreads.

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Topshop Petite mom jeans (similar here), Rodarte for Target rain trench for the intermittent downpours.

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A charming brunch spot, Communion

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Notre-Dame Basilica

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Awkward lynx.

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Brian speaks with the fishes.

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Smoked meat sandwich, Schwartz

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The requisite French bistro, L’Express

((Françoise Hardy – Le temps de l’amour))

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