Wheat is sweet, Montreal thrifts are piling reclaimed tartan on the shelves and Canada Notebooks smell like back-to-school... But we're still spending weekends at the cottage, sitting by the lake, sweating -a little nau...
The corn is sweet, Montreal thrifts are piling reclaimed tartan on the shelves and Cahiers Canada smells like back-to-school... But weekends are still spent at the cottage, sitting by the lake, sweating - a little nause...
Quebec, like Bavarian Germany's tresses-dirndl-sabots, is known for its love and almost sporty consumption of beer. , , it's an agricultural and artisanal tradition that has its roots in the first European migrations to...
Montreal is a melting pot of cultures, languages and styles. Quebec, from the southern border with the United States to the North Shore, is a land of immigration. We all come together in Montreal, a place that has alway...
It's almost back-to-school time in Montreal, and with it, the air will get cooler, the leaves will start to turn red and we'll be taking our last dips in the lakes of the year, drying off with a hot chocolate by the fir...
In Montreal, we're spoiled for street food, because we love it so much that every weekend - or almost every weekend - a "street food" festival takes over one of the grassy esplanades on the banks of the Lachine Canal or...
Quebec is a region of livestock, agriculture and crafts - and you can see a bit of that in . In Montreal, we're sometimes a long way from the countryside; we have everything we want on the island. Everything can be d...
After , we got a taste for the mysteries well hidden in the mountains, golden wheat fields and boreal forests of Quebec... Just outside Montreal, 40-45 minutes by car and 1h11 by train (Exo line 13, departing from Ga...
If you want to make the most of the peak of summer and the days that are already getting shorter and cooler, and to spend time on local farms with the kids or just to touch the grass, we've got the solution: a corn maze...
Since it's summer - the season of exploration, of , of trips to the Greek islands, of until the soles of our clogs melt - we've decided to turn to the final frontier: the stars. Of course, we could just . We could...