24 hours in delicious Vancouver
We landed in Vancouver with 24 hours and a list! It was a single page ripped from a legal pad with names and addresses of restaurants scribbled in a rainbow of Sharpie colors and numbered in the order they were to be experienced. Wish I snapped a pic, it was a keeper. Hopefully some other 24 hour party people picked it up and started where we left off. We agreed, in order to conquer the list, it would be a tasting, like a taste of Vancouver. The first meal was the only one that stuck to the plan. The oyster po’ boy pictured below. It had the tastiest sauce on the perfect bun. Crusty but not uncomfortable. A binge at Tropika, a Malaysian place on Robson street added to the plan’s failure and the abundance of low priced Lindt chocolate on every corner completely blew it apart. What made me think I needed to get all fancy and make plans in the first place? I get itchy around schedules. I ditched that work of art somewhere between our 2nd round of chocolate croissants and the incredibly fresh sushi we squeezed in just before midnight at a little hole in the wall. It was full of japanese people that didn’t speak much english…a sure sign of a good bite! Although we did walk right past the Kaboom Box foodtruck where we heard they serve ‘em up best, Poutine, Canada’s gravy smothered squeaky cheese fries will have to wait for another trip. We just couldn’t do it. I haven’t been to France yet, but we had the crispiest croissants in life at La Baguette & L’Echolate. Go Fish and Tony’s Cafe on Granville Island both serve up oysters that taste the way the ocean smells. The key was to keep walking. You walk to get the satisfaction of having done something besides eating even tho’ you’re walking just to get to the next eatery. I love this place!