Sometimes you just need to leave home.
Early in July, I hopped in a car with my brothers and a friend. We made our way to Montreal, just for a day. It was the perfect time to make our rounds to the Montreal staples: poutine, cat cafes, little boutique window shopping, and of course, Montreal smoked meat sandwiches. We ended the day wandering Old Montreal, watching the sun setting the horizon on fire before dimming into a dark blue gradient that was the night’s sky.