Sugar Shack Brunch/ Drinks at Sparrow let's do this!
Part 1: enter one of Montreal's nicest gastropubs with an empty stomach begging to be filled with a variety of pork products smothered in mother nature's tree candy liquid.
Start off with some proper French Canadian split pea and ham soup. Just like mémére makes. Enjoy the fact that it's in a dainty cup, as you know this is only the beginning of a maple pork orgy.
Feves au lard et patates! Ouin!!!!
This meat pie killed it. I am not a fan of pie crust. It's like Sparrow read my mind because they used some kind of buttery croissant crispy topping. It was amazing. Drizzle the lot liberally with maple syrup and bang your fist on the table because it is so. Damn. Good.
Will you get a load of that sausage? It's almost obscene. When you taste something like this you understand why pigs had to die.
For the rest of the day, do not eat. Just walk around in a carb fueled daze and enjoy the ride. You're no lumberjack but you just ate like one. Maybe try and go climb a tree, or something.
Part 2: Sparrow by night y'all! Bring your parents here, they'll love it. This here is a French 75, maybe because it consists of 75% alcohol? Prosecco, gin, lemon, vermouth. Get some! Random fact about these wide cup champagne glasses: they became fashionable in the 18th century and were apparently modeled after Marie Antoinette's breasts. I'll drink to that! I kind of wish her boobs would have been a tad larger though, because this drink was delicious.
Daddio's gin martini--Tanqueray 10. Nothing but the best for the Bond emulator. Actually, it was stirred, not shaken.
I love the look of this bar. Suitably vintage/British for this food snob.
Dad and Mom. Best 8 dollar Cosmo in town.
Party time, excellent!