So we ran across the bridge to Hull where the SAQ happily sells bottles of whatever you like on the most sacred of days, and then indulged in a gluttonous feast of the province's finest culinary offering - une belle grosse poutine.
Saturday was spent walking around the ByWard Market ....
…. where we stumbled upon the Chateau Lafayette. It seemed extraordinarily busy for a Saturday afternoon. We soon found out why.
Reason #1. Enormous beers.
Reason #2. Lucky Ron. Listening to Stompin’ Tom and Johnny Cash covers while standing on bar benches and singing your heart with a couple dozen strangers makes for a great afternoon. Good news - he's there every Saturday.
Our last day started with a half a pig’s worth of meat at Zak’s.
We tried to shake off the meat sweats by taking a walk around Parliament Hill....
The Famous Five.
The weather was so nice, and we a little worse for wear that we gave up on the walking idea and had a little flop.
Ok. So maybe Ottawa isn't all that bad.