The Coffee Journal
Descend to the Lower Town, take the funicular or the Casse-Cou stairs, and turn onto Petit Champlain Street. Carrera Café is there.
Brunch has become much more than just a meal in Quebec City. A weekend ritual, a moment to slow down in a city that invites you to take your time.
A green bean, odorless, without any particular flavor, becomes under the effect of heat this extraordinary thing called coffee. Roasting is not a detail.
There is something special about Old Quebec when the snow falls. The cobblestone alleys disappear under a white blanket, the roofs of New France take on a glow...
There is something almost meditative about making a drip coffee. You pour the water slowly, in small circles, over the grounds.