Gourmand
It started of Friday when just going for a drink with amigos in our neighbourhood. We ended up in BOA, a new local hot spot. Music, interior, all great ... the crowd a bit too young. But with every song, the music was turned up a notch and well past our threshhold for a normal conversation, so time to change scenery.
A couple of blocks further, we found Dieu du Ciel. A nice dark brewpub with great ale. I had a "Charbonnière", a smoked ale, and was totally diggin' it! We went home, it poured down us, so next time we should bring a canoe.
Saturday we met up with Tinneke's university friends in Portugalia. If you're awake, you might've guessed it's a Portuguese restaurant ... bull's eye! Well, restaurant is maybe giving it too much credit. It's more like a hole-in-the-wall kind of place with limited seating. Only a few items on the menu that come with fries and a salad. The great thing about this place is that they marinate their chicken for on our on site when ordered, so you gotta wait a bit before the chicken charcoal broiled to perfection can find its way to your tastebuds. But it's well worth it! Gotta love places like this. And the bill does not leave a sour aftertaste: 12$ for half a grilled chicken, that's quite a bargain. And what better way to end the evening with some Latin grooves at Les Bobards in the old Spanish/Portuguese Quartier on Main (St. Laurent). And they had Coup de Grisou, a fragrant beer made with buckwheat, great for summer.
And because P. is gonna turn page 29 pretty soon, but will be touring in Europe with his band Plastic Operator on his actual birthday, we had a surprise B-day brunch on sunday at M sur Masson. This more upscale kind of place, has great bruch/lunch and dinner options and is situated in the much overlooked Rosemont area (east of Mile End). The delicious mimosa with sweet fresh orange juice and Moët & Chandon made my hangover fade away and the Eggs Benedict (poached egg with old fashioned ham, hollandaise sauce, sauteed mushroom on toasted baguette) and a side order of patates salardaises (chunks of ye old spud fried in duck fat) left me with a satisfied mind and stomach.
I failed to mention I made fresh cheesecake on Friday, and so by Sunday all its flavours where blended superbly and made it an ideal tea-time companion. And since mussels are becoming readily available (at least here in Canada), we had moules-frites. I like my mollusk friends with lots of veggies (celery, leeks, onions, carrots, parsely and tomatoes), a nice glug of white wine and garlic. Oh yeah, the fries came from Frite Alors, a real Belgian friture.
Only 2 weeks before touchdown on the European mainland ... be prepared!