MONTREAL – Yeah. You know me. Waking up to a garbage truck smackdown outside our hotel in the Latin Quarter.
On our first night in Montreal, I checked off a tasty item on my international bucket list. It’s all about food. Our server said we went big at Au Pied de Cochon. According to my Lonely Planet guidebook, residents’ nickname for this epic food place: PDC.
We waddled home after a decadent meal of foie gras and meat fat.
