my wife is sitting right here, let me ask once she’s done playing the harp. she says they were in prince arthur square but there were better restaurants along duluth. She was on a tight student budget, so probably not the finest greek food in montreal.
one of her favorite stories is that as part of her fluency certification she had to walk into small stores and speak french. she said the proprietor always replied in english because of her accent 
Years later, traveling in paris, a waiter made fun of her because of her montreal accent. just can’t win
