To break up a weekend of essay writing yuckiness, my friend from my course and I went to one of the notoriously good markets in Montréal, Marché Jean-Talon, which is situated in the middle of Little Italy. Now this market was not what you expect of a market nowadays - this only sold fresh produce, and it did so in affordable abundance. Evelyne and I spent a good hour just wandering the various stalls, tasting free samples and analysing apples like true, erm, horticulturists.
We had a late brunch of crêpes, well technically galettes as they were made of buckwheat flour, and man they were tasty. I'd definitely recommend the stand if anyone local is reading this!
A whole stall dedicated to chou-fleur, my dream! I bought myself a 'bouquet' and may or may not have had my photo taken, spurred on by the stall owner, holding some (most) of the stall's produce . . .
Here's a little taste of suburban Montréal as it arrives into Autumn, the colours are gorgeous . . . and are only going to get better!
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