Tag: Montreal

I loved Montreal, especially in the old city. One of these decades, I need to scan photos we took of the Notre-Dame Basilica. They were, in my mind’s eye, gorgeous. In fact, looking for those old photos sent me on a wholly metaphysical trip back through time…

What do I remember? Walking up to Mont-Royal and its splendid view of the city. There was a wide variety of activities that took place, and the weather was astonishingly beautiful in the early fall.

Poutine – what IS that? “A dish that includes french fries and cheese curds topped with a brown gravy. It originated in the Canadian province of Quebec and emerged in the late 1950s in the Centre-du-Québec area. It has long been associated with Quebec cuisine.” I don’t recall LOVING it, but I ate it. I don’t believe I’ve had it since.

Crepes. We had them at least twice. The first time was an OMG moment. They were sinfully delicious.

Smoking. I recall a LOT of it, even in the halls of the inn we stayed in one time. I understand the laws are far more restrictive now, which, for me, is a good thing.

One Sunday. There was a nearby Lutheran church that had two services, one in German and one in English. We opted to attend the latter. After the service, the congregants were very friendly. One asked if I’d like to sing in the choir. I indicated that the commute would be too long.

My daughter went on a one-day trip to Montreal in 2019. She loved it, but between the transportation and the necessarily very long day – leave at 5:30 a.m., return at midnight – it was difficult for me to get meaningful details from her.

Obviously, I need to go back to Montreal, and maybe visit Quebec City for the first time as well.