You know how your town has a farmer’s market twice a month, in the summer? Vancouver has a farmer’s market which has metastasized and taken over an entire island, called Granville Island. They have all kinds of stores, from boutiques that sell “fun” sweatshirts to shoe stores painted in fanciful colors to carts selling every food that could conceivably be described as a pie.
On the edge of Granville Island there is a shack called Go Fish that sells fish and chips, using fish that they basically caught five minutes ago. I ordered batter-fried salmon and chips, and it was insane delicious. Zach had wandered off to get something for lunch that didn’t come from the ocean, and when he came back he wanted to try one bite. “No,” I said. It was already all gone. I did not regret this.
Granville was also hosting a wooden boat festival, which ruled pretty hard. It really made us want to built a wooden boat and sail the seas with it. Once they have wireless internet for boats on the ocean, we will definitely do this.