If you just happened to reach into your shoulder bag to grab your cellphone this weekend while traveling in a foreign country, and found it missing…then your heart started racing more than a little bit as you retraced your afternoon and realized that it was probably still in that coffeeshop where you’d stopped for awhile to warm up from walking the cold streets.\u00a0 Especially when you realized that you had no idea what the name of the shop was or where it was located.<\/p>\n
Then you turned to your partner in more than a bit of a panic.\u00a0 And watched in awe as he coolly called your missing phone with his, spoke with the barista (in French, of course), and made arrangements to retrieve the lost phone.\u00a0 Then the two of you hailed a cab and arrived at the coffeeshop just as it closed.<\/p>\n
So if this is you, you were hardly surprised that the lost phone drama brought you right back to that street where you’d spotted that charming winebar earlier in the day.\u00a0 And that that winebar turned out to be the perfect place to while away the rest of your last night in Montreal–perhaps better than any of the other options that you were considering for the evening.\u00a0 There you tried your first-ever beef carpaccio (with chimichurri sauce, yum!), lingered long over small plates and shared so many sweet memories–including the one of the meandering getting-lost-a-little-bit walk through a drizzly cold city afterwards.<\/p>\n