Well, if you were following my twitter tweets (<— is that the right slang?) while I was in Montreal, you would have known that this happened.
OMYGOD.
It was more delicious than my life. I’m not a huge smoked-meat-type-of-person, or poutine-type-of-person for that matter, but both were so effing good I wondered why I wasn’t a smoked-meat-type-of-person, or poutine-type-of-person.
Get in ma belly, you delicious Montreal cuisine, you.

