Last week I stood in line with a university student. I thought he was a tourist because of the guide book in his hand…but it wasn’t a tourist book for Quebec but for Thailand. He was planning his trip which was a few weeks away. The middle age women behind me with the colorful glasses said she comes to Schwartz’s once a year to buy the spices…and of course she stays to eat smoked meat, of course.
The conversation at the table was not very exciting…deux quebecois qui parlaient sans cesser sur les affairs…and a bit more interesting….a middle age mother and her high school age son….but here’s the interesting part…he’ goes to boarding school in New England. She seemed to be the principle of a Montreal Cegeg (Jr College). She seemed to be lowering herself to accompany her son to his favorite Montreal restaurant. All that just to say all types eat at Schwartz’s.