You wouldn't think Montreal was one of the most important places for the migration of the sexiest butterflies - the most photogenic, the most nostalgic and the most jet-setting. But it's true, and we open our eyes wi...
There are many seasons in Quebec-not just summer, fall and winter-that are dictated by one of our passions: terroir. There's Sugar Bush, Snow Crab, Tulips, Petits Fruits, Apples... In Montreal, we can follow them by...
In Quebec, many of the region's iconic places and institutions are named after Samuel de Champlain - the self-proclaimed founder of New France. That's why we have the Champlain Bridge in Montreal, the Champlain district...
The weather's nice (like), a little sunny, some trees are sprouting leaves, it's still raining fresh in April. In Montreal, spring is a confusing time, when we ruin little kitten heels in the cracks of sidewalk concrete...
Quebec is a region of water - you can't throw a stone without it ricocheting. There are lakes, rivers and the river. , we do pontoon-soft cream-bronzette. , we collect shells, oysters and cliffs. And what do you do by t...
Montreal is a small island (some compare the city to a mini-New York), so all the excitement of spicy city life is concentrated here. Sometimes, like now in spring, we find ourselves hanging around the edges of comm...
Sometimes, living in the city, we forget that the Quebec region is one of the most beautiful in the country. It's vast, and once you get away from the big cities, you can wander through the deep forest, over the big fla...
Look out! It's tulip season! Get out your gardening gloves and wide-brimmed hats! It's less than a 7-hour drive from Montreal: the tulip festival at TASC Tulip Pick Farm in Ontario is a change of scenery, but not too...
For our next weekend at the water's edge, and less than 5 hours' drive from Montreal, we're going to take our favorite route: Highway 40, which follows the north shore of the St. Lawrence River northwards. Villages b...
The city of Montreal, after a winter that, as usual, had us complaining more than we should have - during the long, dark afternoons of the coldest days, we despaired like Pre-Raphaelite figures that spring would never c...