One weekend in Vancouver, B.C. So many good restaurants. How to choose?
I hadn’t visited in a shamefully long time, and hadn’t been keeping up as I should with the city’s wildly growing food scene. Trying to contend with Seattle’s is crazy enough — and, as The Seattle Times food writer, also an occupational imperative.
So I did what writers do: Ask someone who knows better than you. Alexandra Gill, Vancouver restaurant critic for The Globe and Mail, was kind enough to provide a list of recommendations with plenty of choices, but not so long as to overwhelm. My only stipulation: “more on the good/fun side rather than Life-Changing/$$$.”
With Gill’s help, the weekend was a glorious loop of walk, eat, repeat.
A few observations from the walking: Vancouver truly is far more cosmopolitan than Seattle — I overheard a dozen languages, no exaggeration.
While Vancouverites are even more reluctant to jaywalk than the citizens of Seattle, they exhibit very poor sidewalk etiquette, at least on Robson Street. Swerving willy-nilly is the rule, not the exception, and does not seem to correlate with inebriation.