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Wow. What a Monday!  I am getting bad news after bad news and it’s not getting better.  Need to turn this around now.

I realized yesterday that the feature I was writing was supposed to be about Alberta, and our lodge and mountains were in BC. Plus, our Via Ferrata expedition got snowed out, so we didn’t have a focus.  The story might be killed now.

Then, our winter leg of the tour might be cancelled again.  Someone on the board is not impressed with us.  Might be killed equals no money.

My Montreal call got shafted to tomorrow am and he didn’t sound all that interested.

He cancelled again from coming here.  I called him on it and he said he wanted to see me, but didn’t know.  We had to talk about everything and “life.” Not feeling great about it.  But I have faith.

I am so not happy right now. I don’t even know what to do with myself. Help me.

Ho-hum…

Last night was a late one.  I had to edit and post a few items, and finish a giant to-do list concerning our Flickr, Facebook, Twitter and Youtube account.   The Mac clock timed out at 3:38 am and my wake-up call was for 8:30 am.  Regardless, I can’t complain, because I am travelling the country and blogging about it.  I figure a little suffering on the road will do me good.

With that thought in mind, I decided to go for an early run and started the day with a nice breakfast.  As far as breakfasts go, I have to tell you about this one, because it’s the highlight of my Quebec breakfast experience so far. (Gasp!)

Even the lady at the reception desk was surprised when I told her that this was the BEST breakfast I’ve had since arriving in Quebec.  In Charlevoix!  Not Montreal or Quebec, but in the village of Baie-Saint-Paul.  How about this for a locals-know tip?  Get the Healthy Breakfast at Le Gourmet restaurant in the Hotel Baie-Saint-Paul.  It’s an organic poached egg sitting on top of a slice of toast (to drain the water), neatly arranged by a circle of the thickest and fluffiest whole wheat toast (sans butter) I have tried in a while.  The best part? It was included in the room rate.  Moving on….

Our first stop after breakfast was visiting the Maison D’Affinage Maurice Dufour cheese farm.  This house of cheese is famous for two distinct personalities: a mild blue that lingers on the tongue called Le Ciel de Charlevoix. It won this year’s Canadian Cheese Grand Prix.  The second is Le Migneron, a popular creamy semi-hard cheese that is pale yellow and buttery textured.

Our second stop was in the heart of the village at a unique cosmetics store called Shamane.  Its products are fortified with donkey milk.  The owner explained that even Cleopatra bathed in it, because it is filled with nutrients and doesn’t irritate the skin.  A quick salad-loop later,  followed by nibbles of dark cocoa at the chocolate museum ended our food trail on a sweet note.

Now at the airport, I’m a little exhausted.  We’re off to Nunavut tomorrow, beginning our next leg of this unique adventure.   I’m sad to leave Quebec.  I truly love the culture, the spirit of the people, and the beauty of this province I still know very little about.  One thing I do know?  The locals enjoy everyday to the fullest by focusing on what’s important: family and friends, food, and of course, having fun.

Tell me what you think about Quebec.  What makes it special?

When I’m travelling, the most mundane task of driving a car is all I need to cure a bit of the homesick blues.  I know I’ve only been on the road for a week, but I drive everywhere in Vancouver and it makes me feel at home.

So, I could hardly wait to get into our Talon and hit the road to Charlevoix, a region about an hour from Quebec.  We had a day and a bit for our “culinary field trip”, and while I was excited to try the cheeses, beer and freshly baked bread the region is noted for, I knew that the scenery would be equally as breathtaking.

And my dear friends, if you need a new angle or just that extra-added inspiration to write, this place will inspire.

Rolling hills blend seamlessly with the untamed vegetation: The beginning areas of the farming land are marked by geometric patterns and a succession of animals grazing enthusiastically.  Not to mention the fields of knee-length grass dotted by jelly bean-coloured wild flowers that are a serene backdrop to the sunset.

When we arrived to the Baie-Saint-Paul, an angry thunderstorm surprised us, but it got over it.  The sun was out again in a matter of minutes.   Since the cheese producers we were going to visit were closed, we drove a little further to La Malbaie, a resort town that is one of the first vacation spots in Canada.  If you’ve ever driven the Oregon Coast, it’s a little reminiscent of that drive, but with less intensity and more charm.   The Fairmont Le Manoir Richelieu and the golfing is the main draw for visitors, but I really loved the narrow-and-curvy streets and the feeling that I was in a coastal fishing-type of a village.

After a hot meal and warm tea, we drove back to our hotel, listening to the late Michael Jackson.  The radio announced his death and played his music non-stop.  A perfect ending to a glorious day…

NOTE: I’ve had requests to add a menu link, click here.  Our tasting menu is not online, but I can send anyone the notes if they’d like.

The scene was around 6:10 pm on the streets of Quebec. It was muggy, the sun strong, and a lazy energy in the air made it impossible for me to pick up the pace.  (I was sort of wishing at this point that I was sitting on a wooden porch swing, somewhere in the middle-of-nowhere, with a cold glass of Lynchburg Lemonade.)

But I wasn’t.

I was running – late – for a tasting at one of the most celebrated rooms in the country, Panache at the Auberge Saint-Antoine Hotel (Four Diamond rating from CAA-AAA every year since it opened), and the heels of my black stilettos decided to get cozy with the gaps in the cobblestones.  The chef was going to think I was a complete jerk.

Overheated, I finally stumbled into the “past present” hotel, which is famous for housing centurial (and older) artifacts.  Luckily, I was able to get calm and collected very fast, because everything about this place was sophisticated and cool.  The owner of the hotel, Mr. Price, was greeting guests for their weekly “meet-the-guests” drinks on the terrace.  Cool. The stone walls and thick wooden-beams that frame Panache made it a breezy space to be in, and the champagne was chilled.  Super cool.

What was more impressive? Mr. Chef Francois Blais.  Unassuming, handsome and friendly, Blais has been the recipient of numerous coveted culinary awards, including “Chef of the Year” by the Société des Chefs Cuisiniers et Pâtissiers du Québec (2007 & 2008), and the Renaud-Cyr Award for Best Establishment Chef in Quebec City (2008).  He is completely the opposite of what I thought a celebrated and innovative chef of his caliber should be (later I learned that he picked cherries in Osoyoos, BC), and that’s why I decided to sit with the chef, and get his take on cooking, life and Panache.

By the way, the composition of the menu echoed the chef’s personality and the ambience of the room:  Memorable, packed with a sophisticated edge, but lacking in pretense AND filled with warmth. (The buttery bacon-layered potato casserole was stellar!) Still, my favourite part of the evening was the conversation and the good company.  Some highlights of my interview are below.

What does your day look like? It’s starting early with my son.

What do you cook for him? He eats everything I eat, except shellfish.  I bring him everywhere I go, to Vij’s in Vancouver, we went to Whistler to Barefoot Bistro. Then I’m here at work between 10 and 11 everyday.

When did you know you wanted to do this? I was not supposed to do this.  I studied forestry.  It was an accident. I had a ski accident and I used to be a waiter, but I couldn’t do it anymore because I couldn’t walk. So, my friend said, “Why don’t you come in the kitchen to cook the fries and the chicken wings?”  That was my first job in the kitchen.

What’s the favourite part of what you do? Everyone is interested in what we’re doing.

How do you want to be known? You don’t need to be a monster to be a chef.   You don’t need to be a showman or lie.

What’s your favourite food?: Fois Gras, of course and lasagna.

What do you eat for breakfast? Toast with butter and cheese.

What’s the best meal of your life? French Laundry

(Thomas Kellar cooked at Panache last summer for three days and gave him the grey Crocs he wears. They also picked tomatoes at the farmers’ market for almost two hours to make sure they were perfect.)

What’s one of the things you’ll never change on the menu?
Duckling served for two, roasted whole. It’s beautiful.

What are you working on for the future? To put ducks and rabbits on the farm that we have on L’Ile d’Orleans.  Also, we are probably going to buy the truck from Sobo from Tofino, BC, the purple van.  It’s a mobile kitchen.  I think it’s a great idea.

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