My hotel is the reason I ended up coming to Montreal this weekend. It's a small boutique hotel, an easy walk from either the Old City or downtown, and surprisingly inexpensive. I had a free night's stay from hotels.com that was about to expire, so I was looking for somewhere to go; when I saw this hotel I decided it would be Montreal. But while its free breakfast is perfectly adequate -- decent coffee, yogurt, toast, fruit -- it's not very exciting.
So I had a real Montreal breakfast a few hours later in a cafe on the rue Saint-Paul: a crepe slathered with melted cheese and Béchamel sauce, and a cafe au lait served in a bowl.
As we say in English, Yum.