Today, I had all three.
After yesterday’s rain (which everyone accused me of bringing from Vancouver) we woke up to a perfect day: blue skies, fresh breeze, and almost zero humidity. Lovely for a stroll through Westmount.
Then we headed to the Old Port in search of a food cart that was written up in last Saturday’s National Post. The lobster roll far exceeded our expectations: a thick wedge of brioche stuffed to overflowing with sweet, plump chunks of lobster meat, dressed with just a hint of mayonnaise and diced celery. The clam chowder, dreamily creamy and thick with potato and clam, was also very good.
Au revoir until the next adventure!