T-Dot to MTL

I’ve been to Montreal a few times but I haven’t seen or, better yet, eaten all that much. That was soon rectified over three days in this beautiful Francophone city. The plan was to head to Saint Joseph’s Oratory of Mount-Royal and then destroy some poutine. What happened? My stomach was waging war and we had to make a pit stop to eat before heading to the oratory. Enter: Frites Alors. Props to them for attempting to replicate Belgium fries - it was close, but no cigar. The Croque-Monsieur, however, was perfect. The melted gooey cheese, perfectly toasted bread and lightly salted ham made for a great lunch.

 So did we make it to a poutine place? Hells yeah! Right after the oratory, we headed to La Banquise - I think everyone and their mothers told me about this restaurant so we had to try it. It’s little off the beaten path but, then again, seems like every good restaurant these days is. Eeks, I ended with a verb! Alright, alright, focus. We ordered La 3 Amigos and waited in anticipation.

OH MY GOD. What is this deliciousness going on in my mouth? I tried the fries, cheese curds and gravy first and thought “Hot damn, this is good.” Then, the “toppings”: hot dogs, pork and beef sausage, and marquez sausage. Overload of meat you say? You crazy, I say. AND, believe it or not, not greasy and I dare say, super light. Didn’t have to adjust my pants or open a button = a good day! I don’t care if you are in Montreal for an hour, this is a must do. 

So I lied about going to La Banquise right after the oratory. We made another pit stop to St-Viateur Bagel and picked up some poppy seed, cinnamon raisin, plain and sesame seed bagels. 

I love the slight sweetness and chewiness of Montreal bagels; so far, my breakfasts’ have been a delight. You would think my culinary adventure ended for the day, but the pièce de résistance came that night. Stay tuned!