Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Thursday, 30 January 2014
An Italian moment in Montreal
Here is another Montreal moment, with an Italian flavour. Today, I was having lunch at Aux Vivres, next to a family of four, with two youngish parents and their children, one baby and one slightly older than a toddler. This one, when I sat at the table, looked at me and said something in Italian, in a very commanding tone: "Everybody must eat!" He kept on saying it, poiting at me, the people around and the food in his plate. He was a very sociable little fellow. I asked him in Italian if he was Italian and he got shy. Anyway, I had a bit of a chat with the parents, the father is Italian and the mother Quebecker, so the son mixes the two languages. I think he may have got confused as his mother speak in her mothertongue to him, like probably most people he sees in Montreal. Anecdotal moral of this anecdotal story: I end up speaking Italian in the most unexpected places.