I think I’m in love!

Aux Derniers Humains is the most perfect café, with the most perfect staff, ambiance, food and location near the Jean-Talon market. I’ve been wanting to try it for years, and now it’s my new hang out. It’s just too bad it’s located at the other end of the city from where I live. It’s also a bit pricey, so I cannot make it a daily habit.

The café was named after a line in the song “Les Yankees,” by Québécois folk singer, Richard Desjardins. The lyrics to this song can be found on the last page of the menu. The menu itself contains a bit of everything, including all-day breakfasts perfectly suited to nocturnal insomniacs like me. And everything is well-made, be it a pizza, croque monsieur, calzone, salad, sandwich, hamburger or crepe. Interestingly, there’s no pasta on the regular menu — Marois and her OLFQ army would be so proud.

I came here with a friend the other day and had the farfadella with fresh tomatoes, avocado and basil pesto cream sauce (on the table d’hote menu). Although appetizing, it was so rich and creamy, that when I was about half way through eating it, I had to perform a little search-and-rescue mission with my fork to find the pasta swamped under all the sauce. Bread would have also come to the rescue in this situation, but the waiter didn’t bring any, though I’m sure he would if asked. My friend had their ham sandwich, which she was so satisfied with, that she took half of it home for her husband and vowed to come back with him next time.

For dessert, we shared the raspberry vanilla mousse cake. Light and fluffy with a hint of raspberry in the middle and a thin layer of cake, it was indulgent. This is what heaven must taste like.

As for the ambiance, it’s got all the features of the Plateau without the attitude: high loft-like ceilings, blue and yellow colours, paintings for sale on the wall (which is too bad because they really blend into the place), windows looking out onto the street, plants strewn about, and a hip yet unpretentious bilingual clientele. Even the waiters are as colourful as the place, especially the gay hipster who served us the other day and the sweet red-headed boy who served me today.

The only downside to this establishment is that they only take cash, and there’s no nearby bank machine, not even in the Pharmaprix next door (though you can buy something there and withdraw $40 from your account). I had to use the Caisse Populaire bank machine at the Jean-Talon market, which charges $3 in service fees (and I’m sure the one at Tour Jean-Talon charges at least $2). So if you plan on coming here, make sure you have some cash on you.

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