We totally cheated. When we came here last May, everyone laughed when they found out we were from LA. "Have you been through winter yet? Just wait." Montreal winter is legendary. It's epic. This year though, it's been really mild. Mild enough that even Husband, a notorious cold weather hater, hasn't been able to complain. We may not have been here a whole year, but at least we got to experience all four seasons.
|Frost-covered branches look like pipe-cleaners.|
We went to the Snow Village at Parc Jean Drapeau. There's a hotel, restaurant, bar, and chapel all made of ice.
We went to Marché Jean Talon and stocked up on Quebec maple products, rillettes, and foie gras. We had one last smoked meat sandwich at Schwartz's. And after several failed attempts, we finally had dinner at Au Pied de Cochon.
|APC Melting Pot|
|Plogue à Champlain (foie gras, potaotes, bacon, cheddar, maple sryup)|
In 2 days we pack the car and put the dogs in the back seat and drive back to Los Angeles. In many ways, it feels like someone hit the rewind button.
A là prochaine, Montréal. Tu vas me manquer.