We arrived into Montreal around 7:15PM and by the time we found our hotel and checked in, it was 7:30PM.
We stayed at the Hotel Bonaventure. I selected this hotel as I wanted it as close to the train station so that on Sunday morning we wouldn’t need to wake up early from a distant hotel to make our train. The hotel was really nice. As it was part of a conference centre I can only assume that it was more so a conference hotel. Our room was very spacious. We were able to get a King size bedroom for just over CAD$100 per night after a bit of research (Husband’s domain). I also like how they have resident ducks in their ponds.
I had booked us in for an 8:30PM dinner at Maison Boulud at the Ritz-Carlton. As you can imagine, it’s one of those fancy pants restaurants.
I wanted to go there because I read it offered a 2 or 3 course menu, plus it was of French cuisine. I got the latter correct but when we sat down the 2 or 3 course menu wasn’t offered to us nor was it on the website any longer. Husband and I we went for the degustation menu. The menu wasn’t offered to us as a choice in the restaurant, but it was still on their website. The waiter had to check with the chef first but returned promptly to advise it was OK to order.
Husband and I have had a few degustation menus before but this was the first time we were told that we are not advised in advance what the menu will be, and that basically the chef makes whatever he wants from the ala carte menu (but a smaller portion). We were asked if we had any allergies and that was that.
It wasn’t a problem that we didn’t know what we were eating in advance. I usually don’t remember all the things I eat during a degustation anyway.
So here are some photos of things that I don’t remember exactly what they were:
A nice touch to the evening was when the head chef, Riccardo Bertolino, came out half way through the menu ad explained the pasta dish.
Everything was delicious, even the froi gras that I am not a huge fan of.
One of the most outstanding dishes for me was the seafood one with squid ink crisps. I could eat ink crisps until my skin tongue turned black.
Also, our starter Amaretto Sours were gorgeous – no cheap plastic cherry (the ones I love) in sight, however they used real egg whites to make the foam top. And there was a little bit of foam art, always a pleasure to see.
The meal was a lovely way to start the getaway and as we hadn’t done degustation for a while, it seemed like a real treat.
We walked back to the hotel despite it starting to rain, but Husband and I walked like lovers do in the rain in a foreign place – without a care.