La Patisserie
In Montreal:
Her: Every Saturday I walk my dog to the Patisserie and I get one of these tiny cakes
-she holds up the palm of her hand to show me how small they are-
I spear a piece of arugula.
Her: When I get home I put whip cream on it
She is a mirage of French romance. I don't want to blink incase atmospheric conditions suddenly change and she vanishes.
Her: Every Saturday I walk my dog to the Patisserie and I get one of these tiny cakes
-she holds up the palm of her hand to show me how small they are-
I spear a piece of arugula.
Her: When I get home I put whip cream on it
She is a mirage of French romance. I don't want to blink incase atmospheric conditions suddenly change and she vanishes.
Since this trip my desire to learn French has increased by approximately 300%
Montreal Lesbian Pyjama Party
Me: Come out for drinks with us! We are at Grenade!
Her: I will stay home tonight, makeup off already;)
Me: Haha you don't need makeup you are gorgeous
Her: Thank you! The pj might kill the mood tho- lol
Me: I bet your rock the pj's
Her: Haha. Might show you...
Me: You probably should
French Kiss
I run into his arms like a drunk puppy.
"Imsoooooohappppyyyyyyyyyy!! She's amazing!!!!" I exclaim upon impact into his chest.
"She was like, 'So, was this your first Montreal kiss?' And I said, "Yes!"
And then we smiled.
I smiled so big.
So real.
Rainbow Kitty Prevails! Nevrrrrrr gonna keep me down
Via Text
Him: I see you found Juliet Et Chocolate
Me: haha omgaaaaaawwwwwddds
I've died and I am in heaven
Him::D It's pretty much orgasm inducing in there
Everything is dangerously good
Me:Oh man
Oh man
I love Montreal
This city.
Him::D :D :D
Me: I might have to stay forever and date liberal gorgeous French women and eat the best food of my life
Him: I don't know if there is an emoticon for a raised eyebrow with a knowingly approving smirk, but if there was, I'd be using it right now
Me: hahahaha
Because eating chocolate is better than lying stretched out on the back of your friends couch in morose-cat-pose surrounded in kleenex because of recent breakup.
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Him: I see you found Juliet Et Chocolate
Me: haha omgaaaaaawwwwwddds
I've died and I am in heaven
Him::D It's pretty much orgasm inducing in there
Everything is dangerously good
Me:Oh man
Oh man
I love Montreal
This city.
Him::D :D :D
Me: I might have to stay forever and date liberal gorgeous French women and eat the best food of my life
Him: I don't know if there is an emoticon for a raised eyebrow with a knowingly approving smirk, but if there was, I'd be using it right now
Me: hahahaha
Because eating chocolate is better than lying stretched out on the back of your friends couch in morose-cat-pose surrounded in kleenex because of recent breakup.
Why I Love Montreal And French People
Via text:
Her: How's your trip going?
Me: Love this city!!
Her: Glad you are enjoying it!!!:D
Me: Sooooo great!!!!!
Her: I'm happy for u:)
Me: French people are amazing! So nice! So passionate! So liberal! So fashionable!
Losing My Montreal Poutine Virginity
Her: The secret to poutine is the sauce. Too much sauce and the fries get soggy. Also, the cheese. The cheese is very important. It must be heated but not too much and it should be a bit crunchy on the outside.
She gracefully swirls some cheese and pulled pork on her fork.
Her: When I make poutine I buy all the ingredients from different shops. A special kind of curd cheese. The meat. The fries from a specialty place.
I sip my red wine.
Her sweater and necklace glimmer in the light.
Me: So, the best poutine in Montreal is at your house.
I smile.
She laughs.
Her: Yes.
She gracefully swirls some cheese and pulled pork on her fork.
Her: When I make poutine I buy all the ingredients from different shops. A special kind of curd cheese. The meat. The fries from a specialty place.
I sip my red wine.
Her sweater and necklace glimmer in the light.
Me: So, the best poutine in Montreal is at your house.
I smile.
She laughs.
Her: Yes.
