If I lived in Montreal I'd spend unhealthy amounts of time at this café. I'm a latte fiend and this was one of the best I've had. They use 49th Parallel beans, but somehow manage to make them taste better than Crema in Toronto. Maybe it just tastes better because I'm in Montreal, where I get all giggly when a fuzzy Gen Xer with a Scrabble-tile pin says "Salut," I feel the urge to wear giant scarves and pet random dogs, and everything I do is to the soundtrack of "Laisse Tomber Les Filles" by France Gall. Just me? Okay.
This cafe has some of my favorite things: off-the-main drag location, chill neighborhood vibe, good selection of baked goods, salami panini, smooth lattes with a double shot, and - bonus! - a brunch menu. Would be perfect if it were transplanted to Toronto, tattooed French-speaking staff and all.