Maria and I visited Old Montreal while she was in town. It's really a beautiful neighborhood, right on the water, with a mix of ornate European-style architecture and the rusted remains of port industry.
It's also become a bit of a tourist haven. Complete with a golden Elvis.
And we thought we got away from this guy!
What is it with those giant plastic cups, anyway? When people go on vacation, do they just expect those? Or is it the vendors? I guess they're onto something...it's probably only through drunken eyes that their rows of tiny Canadian flags, spoons, shot glasses and beavers could look good.
Something that did look mighty appealing to me and Maria were these:
Boules au miel, or honey balls. And they taste as good as they look! Some people were ordering them with soft serve ice cream on top, or chocolate syrup. Maria and I decided to go with simplicity. They taste like New Orleans' beignets (and with that almost indefinable vanilla richness that donuts never seem to achieve), but soaked in a very light honey rather than powdered sugar. The shop, le Volcan, also offers another Quebec specialty: beaver tail. I'm not quite sure what that is, but I plan on finding out soon.
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