tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219561941481203089.post7895010690474567217..comments2024-03-28T07:54:47.193-04:00Comments on Climbing My Family Tree: Wordless (Almost) Wednesday: July 16, 1947Marian B. Woodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03816923876592602598noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219561941481203089.post-29563902713212942712014-07-16T10:17:52.358-04:002014-07-16T10:17:52.358-04:00Cousin says she thinks the restaurant was named Au...Cousin says she thinks the restaurant was named Au Pied Du Cochon (pigs feet) and this must have been one of the gimmicks. I notice the piglet is on its own table, at least! A restaurant of this name is in business in Montreal, but I don't know whether it's the same one. Something to check on...Marian B. Woodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03816923876592602598noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219561941481203089.post-78477988985317128972014-07-16T10:03:53.290-04:002014-07-16T10:03:53.290-04:00Love that photo!Love that photo!Izzibznoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219561941481203089.post-69838047553929659802014-07-15T23:24:33.728-04:002014-07-15T23:24:33.728-04:00It's great to learn who the young man was and ...It's great to learn who the young man was and why your parents were in Montreal. I have a different question, though: why are they feeding a piglet on the table?! That seems like a very unusual thing to see in a restaurant. Do you have any information about that aspect of the photo, Marian?Nancyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12136584654825212359noreply@blogger.com