onglet of the year

We spent November 30th in Montreal; a fast and unforgettable day. We stayed at the superb Gault, which by now almost feels like home: extremely nice -but not fake- service, spacious architecture and delicious crêpes with sirop d'érable and berries for le petit déjeuner. This time we got room 450, a highly recommendable corner; the one with light at the top.

The purpose of this trip was checking a show at Place des Arts, again. The music was not quite my cup of tea. In fact it gave me a severe headache; the first one in years. The dance element was far more interesting, but still not my thing.

My hungry stomach was ready to revisit L'Express on St-Denis -a classic-, where we had a reservation at ten.