MOTTO: I hope you don’t live there just because you’re close to your job.
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I decided – 22 years ago, with my lifelong buddy Razvan – that the best way to fall in love with a city is to explore it without a plan. To test, we explored by that rule the medieval burgs of Transylvania, our homeland. It was communist Romania, after all, and we could not travel abroad.
Last October, I repeated that kind of “customized” trip in London (UK) with buddy Andras Ferencz playing the host. It was fantastic!
This early May I decided to do that in Montreal. I called Razvan Constantinescu, a friend who lived in Outremont, in the heart of Montreal, for the past 7 years.
The following conversation took place on a sunny Sunday morning, in a secret (well, we’ll keep it as our secret for a little while) boulangerie in Outremont, that has a teahouse on top of it…
Running time: 08’56”
Credits and references:
Friday night jazz on rue St-Denis – Diese Onze (the photo is from their website gallery, thank you)
Saturday morning see-and-be-seen breakfast: L’Avenue (we lined up for 5 minutes and gave up)
Saturday morning breakfast at Le Barbare (check the veal roast, my friend said)