Cities in tonight's episode: Montreal and Quebec City.
If you're watching CNN now - and if not, quick, get to a TV! - you can see the end of last week's Colombia episode.
David McMillan - whose tweets you see below - is a chef featured on tonight's episode...
This is the first episode where none of the scenes were featured in that excellent show open.
"It is my favorite place in Canada," says Bourdain of Montreal. What do you think?
From segment producer Diane Schutz: "Our last day of shooting in Montreal, we had plans to shoot with a local mailman, Marco Broccoli (great name, right?) going about his rounds -- the focus was meant to be that Montreal mailmen have it rough, given the steep, slippery steps and frequent snowstorms. And yet -- we'd had a relatively mild week, by Montreal standards -- about 30 degrees F most days. No snow.
Til that last day -- we woke up to a winter wonderland. Exactly what we needed. Snow blowing sideways, covering every tree branch, every car, and every steep step. And thus -- we got the opening of the show. "
I'm going to put in some of Bourdain's tweets that he sent during the shoot. The first one is coming...
From producer Michael Steed: "The scene with Tony, Fred and Dave out on the lake and in the fishing cabin is hilarious and beautiful- and the food was kind of ridiculous. I’m still confused on how Fred managed to prepare such elegant food in mason jars…
After shooting the scene in the cabin I sent to cameramen out to shoot the grounds (well temporary grounds) and off they went. The lake is huge- there’s traffic- not a lot of traffic but traffic nonetheless. Todd walked out to the edge of the “town” to shoot some wides and after a while I decided to walk out (alone) to see if he needed a hand. As I left I noticed the cabin Tony, Fred and Dave were in had sunk ever so slightly and had a puddle of water surrounding it. The ice had obviously started to melt; not enough to put a significant/ worrisome dent in the 3 feet of ice but enough to plant the seed of the “what if fell through the ice” conversation that played through my head as I walked the ¼ mile or so to where Todd was shooting. As I walked I calculated that if the ice were to crack and I fell in, the 4 layers of shirts/ jackets, two pair of socks (yes), gloves, boots, jeans and two layers of thermals would torpedo me down to the bottom within seconds. No escape. No hope for survival. Come springtime they’d find me wedged in some beaver damn down river. "
More from Michael Steed: "Standing in the middle of a frozen lake is a bit unsettling- even when you have been reassured several times that there is 3 feet of ice between you and the freezing cold/ instant death water below and that the chances of falling through is pretty much nil."