Following The Sound Of Beating Wings

We got to Montreal this morning, armed with a list of things to stock the apartment for the week.  Our first stop was the amazing Atwater Market. 

I wanted to buy everything I saw, and if I had a kid's red wagon, I would have wheeled it through paradise, loaded it up, and then stayed holed up in the apartment with all of my goodies. 

It was a place where you got meat from the butcher, fish from the fish market, bread from the bakery, cheese from the cheese shop.  It was fantastic.  First we hit the stands overflowing with colorful produce...

Then we picked up scallops (huge ones!) from the fish market...

I eyeballed the shop with honey and jams and real maple syrup (I'll get some of that later in the week!)... 

We had lunch at the market, then walked back and forth getting the rest of what we needed.  I've never moved so fast in my life.

If a chihuahua and a hummingbird were to have a love child, it would be Marlaina.  She's zippy, and chatty and if you don't keep at eye on her, she flits off in an instant.  I lost her twice, but acted really cool when I found her again, because I didn't want her to know.  She got a week's worth of shopping done in record time. 

When we were done there, we went to Provigo, the local grocery store to pick up the rest of what we needed.  By the time that was all done, I needed a chair and alcohol (and I don't even drink).  She had run me ragged.

The reason? 

I'm the love child of a garden snail and a starfish.

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