The Mother of Adventure

Chocolate lipstick

on November 11, 2013

Montreal 2013Between the somber news of my grandmother’s passing last night and reflections of Remembrance Day today, I feel a bit emotionally drained.

I need to turn my thoughts to something light-hearted and frivolous for today’s post, so I’m going to write about one of my recent adventures in Montreal – and how it led me to chocolate lipstick. (In the theme of today’s post, I’d also encourage you to listen to The 1975’s ‘Chocolate.’ I have no idea what the meaning of the song is, but hearing it makes me disproportionately happy.)

My sweet friend Cathy planned a surprise getaway to Montreal for me last weekend, as a belated birthday gift. After a fantastic Saturday of shopping, dining and wining, we woke up Sunday morning looking for an authentic French bakery.

Chocolate storeThe lovely concierge at the Regency Hyatt recommended a restaurant/chocolatier called Juliette & Chocolat, and provided us with walking directions. We found the shop, but unfortunately we were there half an hour before it opened. Chilled, hungry and caffeine-deprived, we ended up at a non-descript diner across the street. We did, however, stop in on our way back, and am I ever glad we did.

Juliette & Chocolat definitely warrants a re-do the next time I head to Montreal, only this time I’ll be sure to get there for brunch. It is charmingly decorated with a mouth-watering menu for sit-down diners (think unique omelettes, fresh fruit salads and top-of-the-line coffees).

Since we’d already eaten breakfast, however, we decided to check out the dessert counter to pick out a treat for later. We decided on two ‘Fleur de Sel’ chocolate brownies, as we both have a bit of a fetish for sweet meets salty.

Chocolate lipstickWhile paying for the brownies, I spotted some adorably authentic-looking chocolate lipsticks by the cash register. I decided to pick up a couple of them for my girls, ages six and nine, who are currently quite interested in both chocolate and lip products. The gift was a major (tasty) hit.

Somehow, some way…between the pleasant distractions of funky clothing stores and Italian shoe stores…those chunky chocolate brownies managed to remain intact until our drive back to Ottawa that night.

It was only as we were attempting to manoeuvre our way out of Montreal’s downtown core that we fumbled in Cath’s purse to find our treasure…and what a true treasure it was. Hands down, this was the best brownie I have ever consumed. In fact, I would go so far as to say it is on my top ten lists of all-time best desserts. In my life. And yes, it was that good. I must mention that each brownie came with its own little container of salted caramel sauce for dipping…sheer bliss.

Don’t take my word for it…try it for yourself! I promise that I’ll eat (chocolate-covered) crow if you disagree.

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