on adore les quebecois!

what good fortune that i took the alternate GR6 route to the GR65! stopped for a stellar coffee in campuac, only to meet a new mom from vaudreuil near montreal who was visiting her in-laws, the bar owners. how could i refuse an invitation to join them for lunch, particularly when genevieve's brother-in-law is a chef?!! the spread consisted of very typical old-style french fare, though somewhat challenging, even by my standards. when the calf's head was served on a platter surrounded by rich veggies, what to do?!! and the pigs' knuckes and tripe, all doused in oodles of sauces and creams? mmmmm, deslish though. and of course the wine. it's a wonder i didn't kill myself on the hike that ensued! god, the french love their quebecois cousines and for this, i am eternally grateful!