One of our favorite places was olive et gourmando on rue St. Paul, in Old Montreal.





It was exactly the kind of place we were hoping to find.

I had a fantastic portabella paninni with olives, hummus and roasted red peppers.

The cappuccinos had foam thick enough to sleep on.

Friday night (our last in Montreal) we ordered take-out; a Cuban paninni and a small cheese plate Penny asked them to put together for us. We ate in our hotel room while watching Memoirs of a Geisha.