We spent our whole day exploring, touring, and eating our way through Quebec City. The food tour and dinner were so good that I’ll have to do a separate post on them, but for now, here’s the photo version of our day.
The Frontenac’s dog, Sartol.
We rode the funiculaire down the steep cliff…
to get to our breakfast spot…
I ordered a crepe stuffed with blue cheese and baked pears in a black currant sauce. Need I to say more?
Bites of Matt’s cinnamon raisin french toast with maple cream were also enjoyed.
We were thrilled to look up during breakfast to find the rain clouds clearing to make way for the sun.
My Mom loves old Presbyterian churches…
To bed I go!
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I've created this blog because I'm in a bit of a quarter life crisis. Since graduating from college in 2008 and earning an advanced degree in school psychology in May, I still don't know what career path to follow. All I know is that time is moving way too fast and I find myself living only for the weekends. Bear with me as I attempt to reclaim my twenties by finding pleasure and balance in the work week and incorporating my passions of food, fashion, fitness, and fun into everyday life. 
Love the photos! And what’s fun about that old Presbyterian church is that they have a woman minister. Wouldn’t have found that in Quebec fifty years ago.
Gorgeous photos, Laura! I want to go to Quebec now