Spaghetti Memoirs

Life Is All About Balance

Spaghetti Memoirs is a blog about my efforts to balance good/healthy foods, great drinks, work and exercise. All the recipes are gluten free and all the cocktails are amazing. 

Montreal: De Ja Dinner

It is crazy how so many things come full circle. How you find out that one of your boyfriends work buddies –who does real estate on the side and helps you find a house- is the nephew of you fathers new wife’s mother….and they all live in completely different states. While some people seem pretty accustomed to this phenomena, it still ceases to amaze me when things come full circle- especially when it happens in a city I have only been to once –now twice- in my life. 

Let me explain.

On a recent trip to Montreal I found a place that was all gluten free with vegan options. They even had gf poutine!!! With that said I headed over.

Caipirinha

While the meal was ok, and the experience/atmosphere was 'meh' I was happy, full and had a few of these so I decided to walk back to my hotel. 
As I walked I past I saw locals eating outside, enjoying the weather and a cocktail. It was how I always love to explore a city ...until...I got that strange de-ja-vu feeling. Like i wasn't exploring anything. Like i'd been there before. I kept walking and the feeling was not going away. 

To the passer by I probably looked paranoid and weird while I looked around for something I recognized.

Right as I was about to give up I came upon it.. Juliette et Chocolat! I had been to Montreal once before while I was in college. In a similar fashion to now, I decided one day to explore the city and got lost. After a few attempts to figure out where I was going I decided to sit down at a quaint little place, order hot chocolate (adult style) and some chocolate fondu. It was here that I decided I would move to Montreal...or maybe even France. I loved the atmosphere and the experience. It was intimate even when I was sitting alone. I felt like I was part of the fabric of the city even though I didn't understand a word of French. 

As I walked by, the memories and feelings rushed back to me. I never thought I would see the place again -because quite frankly i had no idea where it was- but I happened to stumble upon it while wandering for only a few hours in Montreal. :) I suddenly recognized the whole street and everything came full circle.