Saturday, June 30, 2018

It's all about the meals

Really; I'm very happy about the meals I have had so far starting with last night's excellent dinner and this morning's lovely breakfast at the Auberge sur mer in Notre Dame du Portage.

The dinner consisted of an appetizer of 12 delicious oysters nestled in coarse salt on a rectangular piece of dark grey slate with freshly grated horseradish, lemon wedges and a nice mignonette, and a glass of french fumé blanc. This was followed by medium rare grilled Québec lamb chops in a small puddle of just barely maple-scented gravy accompanied by a variety of perfectly done vegetables, and herb roasted baby potatoes; and a lovely glass of french red, a Languedoc I believe.

This morning's dinner in the dining room overlooking the river consisted of great coffee, a poached egg on half an English muffin, home fries, bacon, cretons, toast (with homemade strawberry jam), and fresh fruit. Just enough to get me going for the uneventful 472k ride to St. Andrew New Brunswick.

St Andrew is a beautiful town with many old houses, nice churches, and the famous Algonquin Resort where I had a dozen oysters and a bowl of plump juicy mussels in a white wine, cream (oh and maybe just a little butter), and garlic, with a glass of Oyster Bay Sauvignon Blanc. A bit pricy, but well worth it as a lunch and dinner.

À propos of yesterday's comment about Lucille, I listened more carefully to how she was interpreting "Est", and as it turns out she is actually saying "Estate". So, "Aut 20 Est" comes out as "Out twenty Estate". Now aren't you all glad I've cleared that up?

Tomorrow it's on the Shediac to find some Acadiens, and maybe a lobster roll.

Friday, June 29, 2018

2018 Retirement (not really) Ride

Or I could have called it "fake" Retirement Ride.

In any event it's going to be an abbreviated ride this summer; only 10 days instead of the 3 or 4 week journeys of the last years. But I will try to pack in the maximum number of kilometres and sights  during my time away.

The weather was pleasant enough; well except for the heat, especially when the traffic came to unexpected and unexplainable stops on the 30, or the sudden downpour that caught me in a totally confusing  exchange on the Levis side of the Quebec Bridge. I decided to ride on the 132, a much more scenic road that runs through many small towns on the south shore of the Fleuve Saint Laurent. Problem is that Irene (the lady in my GPS) didn't agree with the plan and continuously tried to get me back to Autoroute 20. By the way her french isn't very good. Whenever there was an Est (as in la 20 Est) she would say "20 Establishment". I kid you not, very disconcerting.

Anyway it was a great day of riding, 689 k, and I'm just waiting to go down to the dining room at the Auberge sur mer in Notre-Dame-du-Portage.

Saturday's ride is to Saint Andrews, New Brunswick.