This turned out to be a really fun day. We went up the road to the Bee Museum - MUSÉE DE L'ABEILLE (http://www.musee-abeille.com) and tasted a couple of different honeys - we all agreed that the goldenrod was the best and that it would end up helping our allergies if we were to take a little bit of it daily. The blueberry was disappointing and the clover I didn't bother with, since that's rather common. On their website they also show having buckwheat and dandelion varieties, but those weren't available on our visit. We also had some of the honey vinegar, made from mead, but it was too acidic. They had honey ice cream and we had to split a boule of the maple (erable) flavored. We also spoke to a few people who were also visiting the area. I thought it was nice to have a conversation with more than just ourselves. With so many French speakers, it was sort of isolating not being able to pick up a short conversation with others, since we can't assume they're comfortable speaking English.
We then went to a roadside produce stand (legumes) for fruit and veggies. There were signs all over for strawberries and I couldn't leave the area without getting some. Wow, they were awesome. We also picked up some green and yellow string beans, apples, and sugar corn (maze sucre). I had brought the tomatoes and cucumbers from last week's CSA order, along with a few plums, but we needed some more and we got beautiful veggies. The first day when we stopped at the local market, I had picked up some fresh mozzarella to go with the tomatoes. Unfortunately I didn't have anything else to make a tomato salad, but knew we wanted to really cook in at least one dinner. We didn't eat many meals out, but were very off-schedule, so sometimes we'd have brunch, other times linner. The corn and beans, along with the salad & mozzarella, were a great meal starter.
The next stop was a Chez Marie's (http://chezmariepainartisanal.piczo.com/) boulangerie. They're repaving the roads near the bakery and a very Quebecquois man who was directing traffic didn't want to let us go further until he heard we were trying to get to the bakery. Then he grudgingly let us through. We had asked if he spoke English, as he explained in French that the road was closed, and he said, "NO, Francaise! Quabecquois!" Loud and clear, mesoir! So we got to the bakery and it was very interesting. It looked like a little store from the 50's - dark with showcases down the long room, and had a few tables and chairs on the outside wall, near windows and a main entrance. The baked goods were in a usual rack on the back wall. They smelled wonderful. She had blueberry & cheese danish, strawberry & cheese danish, cinnamon rolls, croissant, and bread. I picked a blueberry & cheese danish, Shara had a caramel apple danish, and Alan had the cinnamon roll. She wanted to wrap the cinnamon roll separately and I said it was fine to put them together and she said the roll was still warm and it may ruin the other ones. We both agreed nothing would last long enough anyway, but all was neat and tidy and beautiful.
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| Shara outside the oven |
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| Shara examining a ladybug outside the oven |
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| Outside Chez Marie's |
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| Alan & Shara enjoying a picnic |
Heading back on the main road, we began our original destination of the Canyon de Sainte Anne. I had read it had a fun puzzle game through the forest and also was where a company had rock climbing courses and a zip-line. There were suspension bridges to cross over a waterfall (chute) and it was supposed to be a pretty way to spend an afternoon. Once we parked we noticed the picnic area was outside the main gate, so got our pastry, strawberries and apples (Shara had already munched on some raw beans in the car), and made a picnic. Once we got inside the park, we saw a wide, paved road going down to the canyon. We were all a bit concerned this is what was to come and worried it would be a little boring. Well, that wasn't the case. It turned out to be a can't miss attraction. We went down to the falls, then over a suspension bridge - very solid, then down some stairs and around the bend, along the river, up more stairs and hills, then over another suspension bridge - not as solid. This one was where you could take the alternate path of the zip line. Shara really wanted us to do that but neither Alan nor I felt up for it. Alan wanted to do it somewhere where the people's first language was English. I didn't like the end of the ride where the person has to get out of the harness and walk across a short plank to the main path. Needless to say, zip-lining wasn't part of our day, but we promised we'd do it closer to home some time. Shara didn't want to do it either, and she was big enough. The last bridge we went over was rather scary. It was made out of metal rails, jagged so you couldn't slip, but you could see right through to the rushing water, so far down. It was fine when we (Shara & I) could look out and not down, but there were stairs that required us to look down. Scary is also exhilarating and we were pumped to go up the 175 (or so) steps, back to the top. It really wasn't so much, considering how many we had walked up at Walnut Canyon in AZ.







After the canyon we checked out the puzzle in the forest. We learned about Inocshok and Menhir and primative wall paintings and the Chinese also have seven deadly sins. It was fun and a nice walk around the wooded area. Along the path we had to keep watch for pictures of birds. A letter was associated with each picture and we filled in a paper to find out the word the letters spelled. It was cute and kept us all entertained.
On the way back we had to stop, again, at the market because we needed butter for the corn and balsamic for the mozzarella. Well we got butter and vinegar but forgot any seasonings. Good thing we had picked up some nice salad dressing because we had the most excellent corn with butter, beans with butter, salad with dressing, olives, and do what you want with the mozzarella. We also got lousy bread for dinner, but very yummy bread for breakfast. We capped the evening with a cut-throat game of Sorry.