I’m not even going to pretend that I’m not glad the snow is melting and the weather is getting nicer, but what I’m not excited about is the unthawing of the mounds and piles of dog shit my neighbour leaves on our front lawn. Born and raised in Montreal, you’d think that either I’ve gotten [...]
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Labour day is here and that officially marks the day that everyone comes to terms with the fact that summer is pretty much over. I have to now say goodbye to all the pretty ladies walking around in skirts and tank tops; but if by saying farewell to these chaquitas means also saying good riddance [...]
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When sorbetting on Bernard street, if weather permits, it’s customary to walk down the street and find a bench and discuss the dins of the day with whoever you’re with. This was the routine for my friends and I; grabbing a double scoop of our favorite artesian frozen treats, we would find ourselves on this [...]
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When ever I get a recommendation on a restaurant, I like to ask questions. I like to do some research on the place before I go check it out; whether it’s looking through or for a website to do some recon on what I plan to order or asking whoever recommended the restaurant if there [...]
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THIS LOCATION CLOSED! I was going through the list of places that I’ve been meaning to visit and I realized that I haven’t been flipping towards the Francais section. I’ve had a few places on ice for a while and decided to investigate one. I had dinner plans with a friend who was dodging her [...]
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I guess Summer is a Telus customer and didn’t get the text message that it’s supposed to show up in June rather in mid-August when the gut-wrenching Bureau en Gros “it’s the most wonderful time of the year” back to school commercials come on TV. So taking advantage of what summer we have left, I [...]
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People get hungry and need to find good places to eat... I am people, and here are the places I've found. This is a log of my endeavors set forth to discover the hidden gems of the city I call home, Montreal. I vow to not leave one hot pot lid unturned, snail shell hollowed, or souvlaki foil emptied until I can safely say that I ate my way across Montreal. It's a big claim, but it's one I'm making.
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