It was 10.30pm on a Friday night. I wanted supper. I wanted something small and delicious and meaty. After walking in a straight line on the cobbled streets of old Montreal for around twenty minutes, I arrived at Marché de la Villette.
There was something old school and quaint about this restaurant. A French (as opposed to Québécois) flag was hanging off the doorway of the eatery.
I was curious. I took a seat.
Before I knew it, there was a gentleman playing La Vie en Rose on the accordion. I’ve never been to France, but in that moment, I felt like I was there. Not that I have any idea what it feels like to be in France, but a girl can imagine.
My fellow diner and I decided on the Assiette de la Villette, which came with:
- Terrine et Rillette maison
- Foie Gras (optional and at extra cost)
It was all very good, and I had a wonderful time. It was also a little too much food for supper - I guess my eyes were bigger than my belly.
I liked the Terrine et Rillette maison best. The most boring items were the cold cuts of turkey and ham. But, I brought the leftovers home and made a very tasty sandwich out of it the next day.
I really liked this restaurant - but I must say, it’s a little on the expensive side. I had a good evening, but I don’t think it’s something I would do often. But - I think I’ll be back.
Or better yet, go to a place like it in the France of my imagination.