I walk on the sidewalks through the streets of Montreal. I hear the cars going by, the birds in the sky, and the conversations of strangers. I look at each building, from a cute apartment to a yummy smelling bakery. I appreciate the scenery and continue walking, feeling excited for the restaurant we were heading to.
I look up. I see my family is quite a bit ahead of me and realize that I has started to walk slower as I was glancing at the buildings. When we all arrive, we head inside. The waiter greets us and brings us to a table near the window. I can smell the sugar from the crepes. My mouth starts watering and I think about the warmness of the dough, the sweetness of the chocolate, and the freshness of the berries. I order a chocolate and strawberry crepe, my all time favourite, along with a strawberry banana smoothie. As we wait, my dad tells a funny story about his childhood. Soon all of our crepes arrive. We appreciate the delicacy and maybe take a few pictures before eating them as fast as we can. It tastes like heaven on a plate. I savour every last bite and finish it off with the last few sips of the smoothie I’d ordered, which tastes very fruity, which is just the way I like it. I finish the last bite and pat my stomach satisfyingly.
“That was incredible,” I say. “Hit the spot”. I can’t wait for tomorrow so we can do it all again.
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