Mooshmouse

A friend of mine declares that bananas are the fruit of Satan and absolutely detests the smell and taste of them. He says that it had to do with a bad experience at a strip club. No elaboration was given and none was necessary.

Oh, we remember all right! Check out this thread for a stroll down memory lane. Jello with a whipped-cream puck anyone?

The Cannery. Bib and all.

On Broadway @ about Ontario ← North side of the street?

My friends and I would always head there after a night out too. ← Hmmm. Come to think of it, I was also usually stumbling whenever I was at Doll & Penny's... Edited because I screwed up my HTML tags. Methinks another cookie is required.

Okay Jamie. This is driving me nuts. For the life of me, I can't remember where Papillotte was located. My Mom and I used to dine there quite regularly.

Nope. It's now a nightclub/drinking establishment called The Pumpjack.

On Valentine's Day this year, stores sold solid chocolate hearts with little bits of Coffee Crisp sprinkled throughout them. Those didn't last long at our house... and, because they were mini hearts, they truly were a "nice light snack".

Holy smokes pcarpen... outstanding photo! I'm sure that it tasted just as delicious as it looks. Do you ship to Vancouver?

My friends request a version of bushey's suggested salad all the time. Toast two "bricks" of crushed ramen noodles, sliced/slivered almonds and sesame seeds in butter until golden brown; I always make lots extra because we end up eating a lot of them before they make it to the salad. Toss noodle/almond/sesame seed mixture with one head of sliced sui choy with one bunch of chopped green onions. Top with a sesame-ginger or cane vinegar/seasoned rice vinegar dressing. Eat massive quantities.

Sampled a few small plates, martinis, cocktails and desserts at Ch'i this evening in the good company of my dear husband, montrachet, Ling and dUbVADER. I'll post a more comprehensive review tomorrow after a good night's sleep to rid myself of hay fever sneezes. Yes Arne, I did take notes! All in all, it's nice to know that there's a great venue for food and drink just three minutes from home. Kudos to Sean (sp?) the bartender who mixed us some outstanding libations. The Citron and the Jumpin' Jackfruit are more than enough to bring me back... throw in an order or two or three of lotus root chips with sweet chili aioli and I'm set for the evening!

I remember Chez Thierry quite fondly; it met its demise when that commercial strip was razed to make room for a new mixed use-building. We were semi-regulars there and enjoyed the last of many fine dinners on his final night of business, replete with a sabred bottle of champagne, and he was rather excited about moving on to a new chapter in his life. Reports in the Vancouver Courier and the Georgia Straight place Thierry Damilano in Sumatra pursuing his loves of diving and filmmaking... thankfully, out of harm's way from December's tsunami. More power to him.

I remember that at Cysco's (sp?) in Kits (in the old Roger's Sugar building I think). That was one of the few places my folks took my brother & I for a "fancy" dinner. ← Doesn't either Pepitas or Las Margaritas, both on West 4th Avenue, still serve it now?

Actually, Mrs. Kurdziel was my fourth-grade teacher, one of the best teachers I've ever had. She brought in chocolate-covered ants and grasshoppers for us to try one day, and even brought a dogfish to class when we were studying cultural aspects of Canadian aboriginal people. I can only hope that my son will be fortunate enough to have such adventurous teachers guide his educational career.

Wow Neil... words fail me. All I can come up with is holy crap!!!!!!!

Raisins, really? I also tried them when I was in grade school and thought they tasted like chocolate-covered Rice Krispies. It was probably the crunch factor.

Oooh, ketchup chips. Does this snack-food phenomenon even exist south of the border? When a high school friend moved away to California, he begged a group of us to regularly send him care packages containing, among other things, king-sized bags of Hostess ketchup-flavoured chips.

The Ole Cantina ? That sort of rings a bell. ← 1986. The summer of all things wonderful. Fresh off the high school graduation podium, it was a summer full of late nights, fast cars, loud music and young love. My one and only restaurant job was as a busser at the Ole Cantina on the Expo site. Kitty-corner from the Unicorn pub, prime fireworks watching site from the upper deck. I only worked there for two months, and the whole thing was a fun-filled blur. Learning how to deftly and one-handedly maneuver a plate-laden tray through a sea of tourists was an interesting process. Damn, 2' stacks of those stoneware platters were heavy, especially with the added weight of three or four cast-iron fajita pans. I tipped the scales at 90 lbs. dripping wet, but by the end of that summer I could carry just as many ice and water-filled pitchers in one trip back from the kitchen as any guy on staff (9, count 'em, 9!). There were tips a'plenty. The tourists were invariably generous, so my share of the pool was a fair chunk of change. And I remember the wait staff being regularly magnanimous with a select few of us at shift's end; if tables were tipping me $10 as a busser, the waiters and waitresses must've been making money hand over fist. I remember sitting out back and joking with the mariachis, not so much impressing them with my rudimentary Spanish as making them laugh. Soon, plates of piping hot food began magically appearing at the back table when I was on break; thanks to the mariachis, I dined well. To this day, I'm reminded of those mariachi dinners whenever I have Mexican food.

Don't worry. Your post didn't disappear; it was relocated to the General Food Topics forum as TPTB (the powers that be) figured it was a more global than local question. Click here to go to your Caesar salad thread.

Was that Uptown Charlie's?

Tommy O's. It's where Ian took my Mom out for lunch to ask for her blessing before proposing to me! The venue for many more "special occasion" family dinners. I was sad to see it go... how I miss their beef tenderloin.

A vote from me for Kettle Chips, Honey Dijon flavour as my latest and greatest. I usually have a large bag of these on hand for idle snacking when company comes over, and it's all I can do to prevent myself from demolishing at least half a bag myself while watching TV or reading or surfing eGullet. They're in the cupboard right now and they're calling my name...

Siegel's definitely sells bialys. And karnatzlach, some of the best damn garlicky sausage sticks in town.

As noted in the Vancouver Sun article, Rob Feenie served a tweaked version of his Iron Chef menu to guests invited for Sunday night's screening at his restaurant. Not sure if he has any plans to continue running it as a special.

Raku Kushiyaki, once in the space now occupied by Sushi Wabi Sabi. The forerunner of today's izakaya dining craze.