I still don't understand the magic of Olympico. Everybody in Montreal knows the place. The crowd is a mix of artists, intellectuals, students,... and soccer aficionados. The speak Italian, French and English. The walls are covered by sport related artifacts, and Vito knows 85% of his customers' names. That day where I made it to the list is still one of the happiest of my life. Now, I can walk in the Olympico, knowing that someone will scream "Salut Christine! Un latte pour emporter? Un sucre?" Vito knows his shit.
Situated in the Mile-End (the trendiest neighborhood of Montreal... beginning to look a little bit too much like Williamsburg to my own taste...) it's definitely worth the detour. Come during the weekend, in the morning on weekdays or during a sport championship of some sort for a typical experience!!! :)