The globetrotter that I am this spring, I’m spending spring break in Canada. Although the purpose of this transpacific trip was to ski at Whistler, my sister and I took a day off to explore Vancouver with Mom, and pick up Dad from the airport!
The first leg of the excursion was the scenic Sea-to-Sky highway, taking us from mountain to metropolis.
Once in Vancouver, we headed straight for Granville Island, the site of an extensive daily public market.
In order to get there, we had to take a very cute little ferry across the creek.
Mom & Eve head down the dock.
A rather aesthetically pleasing bridge & a charming sign.
The market was set up inside the refurbished industrial shed.
There were all kinds of berries (not local, unfortunately)…
… and cute carrots …
… and the most incredible maple syrup glazed salmon bites!
I know they don’t look that enticing from the exterior of the glass case. In fact, we almost didn’t purchase any! On a bit of a whim, deciding to be adventurous, we bought the minimum amount – 50 g, 3 pieces. Thank goodness we were hungry, because a single bite was more than enough to convince us we had to have more. The salmon salesman hardly seemed surprised when we returned minutes later, requesting a large container of his produce.
Of course, no food-buying expedition would be complete without a few morsels of cheese – preferably local, or at least Canadian. So far, I’ve only sampled the BC brie and the Quebecois curds. As delicious as they were, I have high hopes for the Okanagan goat.
Don’t these look insane? This market was full of delicious looking cookies, cakes, and pastries. Unfortunately, it’s Passover. Meaning that cinnamon sensations and all other baked beauties are chametz, and thus trayf. Let me tell you, it wasn’t easy to resist.
Photogenic salads and tapas for dinner!
Then there was the matter of dessert.
All in all, we had the making of a very good dinner.
But first, there was lunch to see to. And a hungry Dad, just off a 9-hour flight from Tokyo.
We passed this unexpected piece of street art on our way down to Fisherman’s Wharf, the site of the seafood place we’d picked out for lunch.
A little surprised to find a fish & chips shack instead of a bonafide restaurant, we were hardly phased. After all, the chef shops at the Granville Market!
This family’s staple beverage: seltzer.
In this situation, I didn’t really have a choice. It was fish & chips & a teeny bit of flour or no fresh cod or salmon at all! There was no question, really.
I definitely made the right choice. It was fresh and flavorful and not to be missed!