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Tag Archives: Montreal
Endometriosis wrap up – October
If I thought September was bad, I had no idea October was about to hand my ass to me, then slap me in the face to make sure I understood. This is the month shit got real. And by real, … Continue reading
Posted in Endometriosis, My Life
Tagged anger, anti depressants, big yoga, birth control, depression, driftwood, duchman winery, endo, endometriosis, ganglion cyst, gildess, jealousy, loestrin, mathias, Montreal, nausea, panic, paranoia, physical therapy, sadness, serotonin inhibitors, SSRI's, surgeries, surgery, wellbutrin, wimberley, yoga
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Le Chou de Bruxelles – Sherbrooke/Montreal
Remember the lovely Quebecoise girls we met in San Sebastian? Well, turns out Gab’s parents own a restaurant in Sherbrooke, about 1.5 hours from Montreal. I promised her I would go (she wouldn’t be back by then) and once I … Continue reading
Posted in Canada, Foodie Love, Montreal, Travel
Tagged food, Le Chou de Bruxelles, Montreal, restaurant, Sherbrooke
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Breakfast in Montreal
Breakfast outings are some of my favorites, when I can manage to get up early enough… St. Viateur Bagels Has anyone ever had a la baba aux pommes? Let me tell you something: Cheyne is like a homing pigeon for … Continue reading
Montreal, mon ami
The next morning involved a bike tour of the city… …and then lunch at Jardin Nelson. This is why we’re best friends. I wanted to live there. And he knew that. We ate outside (of course) and there was a … Continue reading
Montreal, mon ami!
The morning we leave for Montreal, I check my bank account first thing. I want to make sure I have plenty of money in my checking account to allow me all of the fun I am guaranteed to have. This … Continue reading