I had an excellent lunch experience yesterday: soup, salad, and a really good vibe. I went to the Green Panther, a newish lunchbar (that also serves dinner) on St. Viateur. It's the one painted green - both inside and out - and from its products, mentality, food, and goals, the Green Panther truly lives up to its image.

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I had high expectations for La Maison du Cheddar's grilled cheese. Ever since spotting the store's chalkboard easel advertising the sandwich - with coffee included! - I've had visions of quality cheese, gooey and burnt along the thick crust of soft yet delectably crunchy bread.

Three sets of low stadium seats and a giant window encircle the stage space in The Studio, the Segal Centre's concert venue. When the lights are off, and the music is going, the back window reflects the whole room to you, and offers glimpses of the street outside. The effect is refreshing, beautiful.

A few weeks ago my laptop froze and proceeded to flash alarming symbols. I was certain I had seen the last of everything on my hard drive (I was right....). When the Apple store could only grant me an appointment several days down the road I decided to bring my computer to an iStore in Westmount. Memories of all those websites I bookmarked and paper drafts I saved - just in case - paraded through my mind as I lugged my baby down Victoria Avenue. It was a sad moment. Until I spotted something wonderful: a store devoted entirely to cookbooks. Just next to the iStore, Appetite for Books has large glass windows that allow you to drool at its book-lined walls without even stepping inside. This time of year the windows display gourds in addition to books.

I have the luxury of having a dear friend in the city who recently acquired a car. For me, in autumn, this meant that one thing had to happen: a trip outside of the city to pick me some apples.