What Montréal's diners taught me about breakfast
A counter seat at eight in the morning, refills before you ask, and nobody in a hurry. An essay on eating breakfast out.
Personal stories about travel, the people we meet and what we bring home. 2 stories
A counter seat at eight in the morning, refills before you ask, and nobody in a hurry. An essay on eating breakfast out.
Eighteen islands, a small population and a great many tripods. A short essay on visiting a place people actually live in.