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2019 seemed to pass with the blink of an eye. In late October I was with a very good friend speaking at the UAAC Conference in Quebec City. Six weeks later I returned to that gorgeous historic city. Could I live there when I retire?
JA Moisan is the oldest grocery store in North America. It was founded in 1871. They have a bakery, a deli, a place for packaged meals to take home, a wall of speciality salts, olive oils, vinegar, Kusmi teas, coffees, candies – you name it! There is cheese, fresh fruit, and the best croissants in the city. There is seating for about ten persons. Stop and rest your feet – have a latte and a croissant or the daily special. Take home some chocolate. The interior is the same as it was in the 1920s and 30s. Soak it in.
Want to be pampered? After the beginning of November, the Chateau Frontenac has specials. The hotel is located in the Old City right at the top by the funicular. Beginning at the end of November to the third week in December, the German market with all of its little wooden stalls stretches from the Frontenac down through this historic part of the City. The best fish and chips are at either of the pubs on the main drag as you enter the Old City on St. Jean. One serves Murphy’s while the other serves Guinness – Murphy’s for the Irish, Guinness for the British with a hallway between them linking the two together. As you wander down the street there is a lovely bookshop with stationary and a good English section as well as a fine cashmere store. One of the problems for me was that there were just too many ‘tourist shops’ with any and all things made in China as a souvenir for Quebec City. You see them everywhere! Sometimes it is difficult to find nice local shops in the middle of all that.
Every year the Frontenac has a Christmas tree competition. They were magical!
And there is always a gingerbread house made like the hotel:
In all of this, I dreamed of returning when it was nice and warm as well as travelling to Scotland in April and then doing a residency in France. But we now know what happened to all of that – the arrival of COVID-19.
It has been an unexpected gift being isolated because I am now turning my attention back to those amazing potters and ceramic artists who came to Canada during the Vietnam era. The plan is for more articles and finally the book! Stay tuned.