Lately, my husband and I have been coming and going from the city for business travel (me to Ottawa, him to Las Vegas and Toronto) and pleasure (a ski trip to Squaw Valley). Even before that, we were redecorating our house, which meant weekends were occupied by trips to Home Depot and Bed, Bath and Beyond, if we had enough time (cue Old School reference). As a result, it seems like ages since we had a leisurely day in Vancouver.
So on Saturday after our morning waffle ritual, we decided to hang out on Granville Island. We found a recipe for braised short ribs and sauteed swiss chard and headed there for supplies. As a bonus, the Winterruption Festival was going on that weekend.
Entrance to Granville Island Public Market (I wish I had my camera to document the day, but I forgot, so please excuse the internet borrowed photos)
We fueled up on caffeine at JJ Bean; headed to Tenderland Meats for the short ribs; bought all of our veggies and herbs at Sunlight Farms and beef stock at the Stock Market; sampled a carmelized onion and goat cheese canape at Edible BC ; and bought a rasberry-filled German cookie from Stuart’s Bakery.
Tenderland Meats Counter
Because of Winterruption, there were food tours and dance and music performances. We checked out a free jazz show by a duo called Carsick. Hate to say it, but they were aptly named due to the experimental noise they were playing. But hey, maybe I am just not that well versed in new age jazz. You can listen for yourself here: http://radio3.cbc.ca/#/bands/Carsick
We finished the afternoon, by heading down Railspur Alley to check out the local artisen shops and I discovered Alarte Silks, a beautiful boutique selling only handcrafted scarves.
That night it started snowing heavily (10-15cm in late February! This is rare for Vancouver), while we were cooking a perfect winter meal (I am pretty sure braised short ribs would be the food I would choose for my last meal…followed by cake of course), so after dinner we walked up to Commercial Drive and watched the snow fall from the Libra Room, a local jazz bar two blocks from our house. The band that night was playing reggae, which made it even more cozy and warm inside.
I think it is pretty common to forget how awesome one’s city is when we busy our weekends running errands at big box stores, cleaning the house or rushing off to yoga class. Whenever I get out there and make an effort to be a tourist in Vancouver, I am never disappointed.