After four months of living 2 hours away from Montreal - or Funtreal, as my play-on-words-loving pal Brianna decided to re-name it - I finally made it down for a night. Went to a charming hole-in-the-wall Brazilian restaurant where I was serenaded by a lovely Brazilian dude with a moustache (see below) and an extremely eclectic range of musical influences, much to my delight. Also got my dance on, but was very sad that they'd switched from baby Michael and Stevie Wonder to Latino beats by the time I checked my coat and hit the dance floor, beer in hand. Talk about a let down. Still, jolly good time.
Credit for the pic goes to my friend Brianna. I think.
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