It has been a very long time since I last posted anything, but I have made a new years resolution to post at least one post each week to catchup with where I have been over the last year and a half; beginning with the most recent and working backward.
Over the Christmas holidays I returned to my parents home in Montreal and had the pleasure of spending a night away in Quebec City after a 50cm snow fall. I last visited Quebec City when there was no snow on the ground and hard to pin point how many years ago – more then 5 is my best guess. I have never been to Quebec City in the winter time and it simply took my breath away.
We began our first day with a quick bight to eat after a slightly nervous descent on the Escalier Frontenac (Frontenac Stairs) and then down a slippery side walk along Cote de la Montagne. The view from the top of the Escalier Casse-Cou is a stunning at ay time of year. We stopped at a pub that has an age restriction of 18+ which is wonderful when you’re a group of adults wanting to escape children. We tried several different sandwiches and provincial beers, but we could all agree that the French Onion soup was the best part.
After lunch we roamed the narrow streets, made even smaller by the snow and blocked off sections of men up on ladders clearing large snow heads hovering dangerously off of the roofs lining the small streets.
After wandering around for a while, we came to a square with kids sledding down a huge snow bank to the left of a simply decorated and snow covered Christmas tree. Just behind it is the Musee de la place Royale. To the left of the museum is a small cafe called La Maison Smith where they serve out front Maple syrup on a stick. These little stands are in a few spots around the old town.
As a child I can remember heading into the forest to an old log hall where everything was covered in Maple syrup for an event called “Sugaring Off”. It happens in the spring, usually around Easter time. We stopped for a little sample of Maple syrup poured onto ice and then rolled onto a stick. It can be a very mess affair when you eat it – you’ve been warned!
Afterwards some sweet delicious-ness on a stick we wandered around looking at the art not only in shop windows, but also beautifully painted on several buildings in the old town. We also stopped into a little restaurant called Queues De Castor, for another shot of sugar to the blood stream in the form of a beaver tail. I have one of these treats once every few years.
After our second dose of sugar we took a ride up the Funiculaire du Vieux Québec to the beautiful and majestic Fairmont Le Château Frontenac. This hotel is a place of excellence, beauty, and is iconic of Quebec City. A few years ago, when I was last there, they were fixing the Terrace Dufferin along the front of the hotel and discovered old ruins from the fort buried beneath (des Forts-et-Châteaux-Saint-Louis). At the far end in winter there is an ice toboggan run and beside that an ice rink.
This was a lovely end to our trip in Quebec City.