Worldrover   TRAVEL MAGAZINE.  February 2001    

  

Get an appetite for Travel
with
Gael Arthur

Let's face it, on the surface, the idea of celebrating winter seems a bit bizarre. After all, winter is a time when sane people look for warm weather escapes to soak up a bit of sunshine and enjoy that laid-back approach to life. Then again, when the routine of a couple of weeks of sun seems just that - routine - maybe the solution is something completely different. Last year I joined more than 1.2 million tourists from outside the province to one of North America's most beautiful cities, Quebec City, for Winter Carnaval.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 





CARNAVAL IN 
QUEBEC CITY

 
Bring Your Long Johns and Your Appetite!

What started as a small festival in the 1950s to stimulate business has become one of the major attraction of this charming 400-year-old city perched on the St. Lawrence River. The end of January guarantees a frozen river, lots of snow and an ice palace that will stay frozen for the two-week duration of the festival. 
The Carnaval has become a major tourist attraction and local businesses are active participants - stunning ice sculptures adorn the front steps of stores in the old town.

 


 A bright blue sky and constant activities from
 the Plains of Abraham all the way to the river 
serve to distract us all from the fact that it is 
really VERY COLD.
 

The activities are almost all outdoors, with dog sled races through the cobbled streets, a soapbox derby race for the kids, a skating performance every afternoon and evening on a great outdoor rink in the centre of the old town. The mostly frozen St. Lawrence is the site of one of the weirdest competitions imaginable - the ice canoe race, where the truly insane paddle the river and portage across ice floes. The tradition of the voyageur is upheld, with small updates, like kevlar instead of birchbark and polypropylene instead of fur. It makes the Iron Man Triathlon look like a walk in the park

Of course, the first thing you realize about Carnaval is that to withstand the cold, you have to eat a big breakfast. Just getting all the clothes on can burn a couple of hundred calories and the extra weight of mukluks and assorted paraphernalia will keep your metabolic rate up throughout the day. The pancake breakfast hosted by Sister City Calgary is tempting, but if you can, hold out for the unbelievable brunch at the Chateau Frontenac. This CP Hotel feels like all the others in its majesty, but really excels "à la table." The brunch buffet is overwhelming. While you may be seduced by the exquisite chafing dish laden with crêpes adorned with maple syrup, take the time to properly survey the room before filling your plate. The seafood table will make you wish you could pretend to be filling a second plate for a friend who has fallen on the ice and needs you to fetch his food. Of course, second, third and even fourth helpings are not frowned upon - servers unobtrusively remove evidence of dining excess as they refill champagne flutes.  

The litany of dishes overwhelms the palate, with huge bowls of giant prawns flanked by platters of different types of smoked salmon, each unique and beautiful. Although they may well be among the best in North America, I resist the eggs with hollandaise - having spied the cheese, I immediately know where to allocate major calories. I knew about Oka cheese from Quebec, but that is just the beginning. The man at the cheese table (no, not a board, a whole table) is happy to explain the provenance of each cheese, making me want to visit the various villages and meet the cows and goats. Not right now, mind you, perhaps the weather is warmer and they are up in some meadow near Mont Sainte-Anne. Or maybe when the fall colours are at their finest.  

 

While the first things that come to mind for Quebec cuisine are usually tourtière and maple sugar, that generalization is a bit like saying all Boston can offer is clam chowder, Belgium waffles, and Bologna meatballs and spaghetti.  The historical framework of an agricultural community with big families guarantees an assortment of hearty meals, but not without the refinement of the French heritage.  At Les Frères de la Côte or Le Café du Monde, you’ll have a table d’hôte menu to rival any Parisian brasserie, with décor and ambiance that make you feel like you’ve crossed the Atlantic without the jet lag.  For a romantic evening, Restaurant La Crémaillère has the soft lighting and classic French cuisine with a few twists (sweetbreads with apple cider vinegar and ginger, or salmon with grapefruit and saffron).

 

For that hearty “en famille” dining experience, spend a day in the country.  Start with a tour of the Aventure Nord-Bec outdoor dog kennels – 130 malamutes and huskies all yowling, hoping to be chosen to go for a run.  A dogsled tour through the woods, with snow glistening on huge evergreens, the dogs fully aware of who is really in charge – the cold air combined with the adrenalin rush will leave you more than ready for a midday meal of rabbit stew.  Nothing fancy, just great ingredients, properly cooked and perfectly seasoned.  Huge hunks of fresh bread to soak up the juices.  And, to wear off the calories, spend a couple of hours on the “raquettes” – snowshoes – enjoying the calm and the beauty of the forest before heading back to the city.

And finally, although not exactly a culinary experience, one cannot go to Carnaval without experiencing “Caribou”, a drink served everywhere in town and transported by most Carnaval goers in hollow canes which also help negotiate the slippery streets.  Made from red wine, maple syrup, cinnamon and alcohol, (the latter being anything from vodka to raw spirits), on paper it sounds like something you would normally have to pay me to try.  However, after standing outside for a couple of hours watching the big parade, waiting for the Michelin Man’s brother, Bonhomme, it serves the purpose – first it numbs the taste buds and clears the sinuses, then it numbs the sensation of cold, and finally, it numbs the brain.  My Scottish colleague explains it best:  “It is called ‘Caribou’ because you wake up the next morning feeling as though you have antlers on your head and fur on your tongue.”


www.quebecregion.com

Carnaval is January 27 to February 12, 2006.

http://www.carnaval.qc.ca

Château Frontenac:  http://www.cphotels.com/cp.asp?loc=fronten

Restaurant La Crémaillère:  http://www.cremaillere.qc.ca  
Le Café du Monde:  http://www.lecafedumonde.com

 For dogsledding & snowshoeing:  www.novanor.qc.ca/nord-bec

 


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