I am in complete and total gourmand heaven. Rajura introduced me to Juliette et Chocolat today at lunch, a creperie and chocolaterie on St-Denis street. My tomato-mushroom-Gruyere crepe was perfect, and the mi-amer chocolat noir to drink was literally like drinking thick, smooth, liquid chocolate. It took forever to pour into my cup!

We talked and talked and talked, and would probably still be there if I hadn’t realised that I had to get back to the public lot at the metro station to reclaim my car before my parking pass ran out. I made a quick stop at Archambault to pick up a CD but they didn’t have it. They did, however, have a big promotional display of francophone Quebecois(e) artists who record under the Tacca label, so I got the only Jorane CD I was missing for ten dollars. A good buy, and really what I was in the mood for, I discover now as I listen to it.

Now I’m going to log off and unplug the computer because we are having a delightful thunderstorm. Good thing the book’s at a point where I can work things out in my notebook.

2 thoughts on “Bliss

  1. Silly Imp

    Ooooh. I love that place. It’s drinking chocolate is pretty much matches the ‘hot chocolate served with a spoon’ that we had in Spain. Unfortunately (or fortunately depending on how you look at it), it’s a bit too heavy on both the pocketbook and waistline to be indulged in too often.

  2. Owldaughter Post author

    And heavy on the stomach too… oof. Delicious, but very very rich. I shudder to think of how I’d feel if I had ordered the large cup instead of the small cup.


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