Montreal part deux

So this was montreal for the second time in as many weeks, but this time the only goal was fun (and maybe a bit of loooove).

I had some of the worst coffee of my life on the way there at the big apple; it was full of terribleness to the last drop (which of course ended up all over the car door and my jeans. Put your head on your left shoulder:

Mark and I snuck succesfully into a single room at the residence, thus avoiding an extra $140. We got there at midnight on Friday, and walked around the city till 2ish when we managed to drag our weary bodies up the mountain and into bed. Woke up early on Saturday thanks to beautiful sun, and crazy Aussie rugby sounds coming from the McGill football field right beneath our window. The next 8 hours were spent walking around the city, basically having a culinary tour. Crepes (ham w/ cheese and apple & maple syrup) for breakfast, and Schwartz' smoked meat for lunch, mmm greasy.

We decided to nap at around 6, and were woken up around 10 by the fireworks (Symphony of Fire). We had a pretty decent view from our window, so we watched the whole show, which was absolutely beautiful. Tried to arrange some hook-up with Basia, and had some Sangria on St. Denis to kill time. We eventually found Basia at Miami's really sketchy rooftop patio, and I managed to get one drink out of the bartender (who was out of wine for sangria, sour mix AND whisky). It was a pretty fantastic night, hanging out with Basia is always fun, but it came with the added bonus of seeing some people from Western that I hadn't seen in a really long time. After the bars closed, we had some street peanutty chow-mein, followed up by poutine at the 24 hour poutine place... mmmmm.

Met up with Erin and Nick for Tam-tam on sunday, which was pretty cool but no where near as interesting as the crown of 60 medieval dudes wailing on each other with weapons made of duct tape and foam. Highlights included the Archer, who was very cool (relatively speaking) and Rat-Man who was super odd (relatively speaking.


We couldn't find the picnic that Basia had told us about so we ended up going to Fairmount Bagels and having some more yummy montreal food. Took Erin out for some belated birthday sangria, and then Mark and I split off for some romantic times in Vieux-Port. We had a really nice dinner at Jardin Nelson, the really pretty garden restaurant that I found with Seema a couple weeks ago, and then walked around taking in the place for the next few hours.


Yesterday, we came home (after another stop at Fairmount Bagels, and the best hot chocolate ever at Au Festin du Badette) and watched the new Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, which was nowhere near as good as the original. The drive home was nuts:

All in all, fantastic weekend that was at least 50% food-related.