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Life, lived long, accumulates many rams of memory.
Is it any wonder when I put out a call for memories of restaurants past, I got more than 60 replies. Some of them arrived handwritten in the old fashioned way by Canada Post. you can see, my wife never threw anything out, said one gentleman, who included postcards of restaurants bought on his 1950 honeymoon in Vancouver.
In one confessionary letter, a woman revealed her husband looked uncannily like Bill Vander Zalm when he was premier. They queue jumped many times at On On restaurant in Chinatown thanks to mistaken identity. shamefully admit to doing nothing to discourage this misunderstanding, replica hermes handbags outlet she wrote. miss the On On. I think it safe to out you, Carol Curry. Any queue jumping since the Zalm has been back in the news?
Ross Regan sent a photo of himself with friends at the Empire Cafe in 1948 taken by a friend who happened to be a Vancouver Sun photographer at the time. They all built cabins on the Mountain, carrying equipment and food on their backs, he said.
Frances Smith sent another piece of Vancouver Sun memoribilia: a photo of the first girls the city, being feted at the Hotel Vancouver. sister and I and our two neighbour sisters were the first paper girls in the city, she said. had a big banquet at the Hotel Vancouver honouring the paper carriers and they took a photo of us as we were the first girls.
(Frances Smith, first from right.)
don do emails, 80 year old Bonnie Byrne said on the telephone. Turned out she is an actor (still is) and back in her day, she appeared in TV commercials for the Lady Alexandra (a floating restaurant at the foot of Cardero) and Puccini in Vancouver.
A gentleman started off telling imitiaton hermes bag me about working at the iconic Aristocratic restaurant and marrying a regular customer but veered into descriptions of the view from his Richmond home. the heck all of the above has to do with your entertaining article, I don know but when I get started, I like the Eveready batteries [so he meant Duracell or Energizer so what!] and just keep going and going. As I said, lots of ram. (Thank you, Ken Yorke.)
Those were days when Mitzi Gaynor and Frankie Avalon meant something and servers were called waitresses and waiters. There was more than one story of a memorable waitress with a big heart.
Some stories were rakish, some charming, some could become a novel (check out the entry about the bootlegging grandmother) but all obviously savoured their memories of restaurants past. With relish.
These are downloads of some of their memories from Vancouver past.
Pizzarama] was located at 2676 West Broadway (Regent 6 9019) and the waitresses wore black coarse net stockings and micro skirts. On one visit the waitress left us to open a bottle of Baby Duck and in the process I accidentally shot the cork several booths over where it landed on another table pizza. They all stood up to see where it came from and it turned fashion cheap hermes handbags out they were friends of my parents. Angus McIntyre.
of the BEST Italian rooms that ever WAS, was on Seymour Street, across from the Penthouse Cabaret for years. The house called Iaci was there for decades until the late and served the likes of Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin and Sammy Davis Jr. in their early days. Even the likes of Sonny Cher and Mitzi Gaymor were regulars because of the BEST Italian food that could be found in Vancouver back in those years. Mrs. Iaci did the cooking in her own kitchen, Grandma cooked the mouthwatering veal on a wood stove in the basement, you ate in their dining room and living room out front and if you wished, you could eat in a booth they had right in the kitchen. We ate there almost every Friday night before heading out to some of the hot spots in town like Pharoah Retreat, Oil Can Harry Elegant Parlour. Walter Kynnap
lived in Vancouver since 1971 and I do have many pleasant memories from the years gone by, some retold to me after the fact when my memory had faded for evening. My two most regular establishments from the mid to late 70s were Chez Joel in Gastown and the original Il Corsaro on Commercial Dr. Joel always had daily lunch specials for $3.75. [Boeuf] bourguignon or lamb chops or whatever, and on Fridays, sole bon femme. Even when I had pleurisy I managed to crawl out of bed to have lunch there most days. That dedication for you.
in I was exiled to The Bayshore for a few weeks and my suite became my de facto office and Le Gavroche was my twice daily cafe. In those days I would order two main courses to go on one plate. I was trying for the Orson Welles look. I think it was working. At one point, my tab was over 1,500 bucks. Not too shabby for those days and that was me eating on my own.
owner of La Raclette, which was on West Broadway, invited the Charlie Mingus Band and me to his place for dinner. All he wanted in return was a signed copy of the latest LP and a couple of tickets to the show at the Roller Rink in North Vancouver. Back in those days, I would regularly take groups like Queen, Rod Stewart, Bran Van 3000 to Joel La Cote d Il Giardino, La Cantina, and Aki on Powell. If you can believe it, Genesis and AC/DC were the original folks to turn me onto sushi back in those days. 1976 to 85 were for me, a historically impressive, booze soaked, Maalox coated passage of time that can never be repeated. I am a senior citizen now and I feed the birdies in my back garden. Mike O promotions and artist relations for Warner Brothers and an indie sales rep. James Anglican Church on East Cordova and Gore. It was a very colourful walk from the old bus depot to the church. The money we saved by not taking the bus was usually handed over to panhandlers along the way. We would usually be accompanied by the robust music of the Salvation Army band on its march to their temple on East Hastings at Gore. The Anglican Church had a rule at that time that if you were going to make your communion in the morning, you had to fast after midn
ight. We immediately rushed to the Ovaltine Cafe [which still exists on East Hastings St.] for breakfast as did many other parishioners. We had toast and coffee for 10 cents. The toast was about half an inch thick and dripping with butter. If you wanted more than one serving of jam, you had to pay an extra penny. The owner, a very hard working Chinese, was able to put his son through university with his earnings. [That son became a judge.] Betty Vogel.
the mid 50s, when working at a technician at CBC TV studios downtown, during a supper break or after work, I go with a friend to Love Cafe. [Another place], the Elbow Room was a tiny coffee shop on Jervis, between Georgia and Alberni, frequented by us TV folk. It was originally run by Edna, a charming, efficient lady who gave away leftover bakery products just before closing. Later, a Prairie couple ran it into the ground. Then, some gay men took it over, raising prices slightly and quality, highly. The building is still there as part of a redevelopment. [And the Elbow Room continues on Davie St., run by the colourful Patrick Savoie.] Harry Taylor.
first restaurant that inspired any awe was the White Lunch. In the dark and rainy streets of Vancouver winter, the hundreds of neon lights brought a gleaming of beauty. The steaming coffee cup [a neon sign], with the figures walking around on the saucer were lit up invitingly. The fact that only white people were seen in there did not hit my radar; most of the world was white, except in Chinatown. In later years, as childhood naivete peeled away, the horror of a only establishment dawned on me in a way that brought creeping revulsion. Allen Aicken
back about 75 years (I am now 88), our family of five would go for dinner to the Melrose Cafe, just west of Granville on the south side of Hastings. Dad would order five full course meals for 25 cents each. Even in those days, it was hard to believe, buy true! Wally Thomsett
a young boy, my absolute favourite was a restaurant a couple doors down from Scott Cafe. I think it was called the Airliner [it was actually Clancy Sky Diner]. It had the tail section of a commercial sized aircraft jutting out from the restaurant and partially protruding over the sidewalk. Inside along the walls, moving scenery passed by rectangular portholes. Every time I went I had salmon salad which consisted of a whole can of salmon on a bed of lettuce. My mom always had a shrimp salad. Harvie Davidson.
1957, I arrived in Vancouver from the Netherlands with $25. I went to the employment office and they sent me to the Avenue Grill in Kerrisdale where they needed a waitress. The local barber, wanting to learn how to cut women hair, gave me free haircuts. The manager of the local movie house asked me to help take people to their seats with a flashlight, so I got to see movies for for free. Another customer gave me clothes and shoes of his dead wife (which eventually, I gave to the Salvation Army). Sunday was always a busy day after the hockey players came from the ice rink to have breakfast. Unbelievable how much they could eat. Avenue Grill is still in business in Kerrisdale but not as a cafe, more as a higher end restaurant. Genzien Brigham
story got us thinking about The Waterfront Corral which used to be on Heatley and Powell in the late It was a really unique tavern with live bands, great dancing. We all go down there after getting off our shifts working nights at the Four Seasons Hotel. The coolest part was the kitchen, tucked away in the back, run by a little old Greek lady called Mama. You had to go into the kitchen to order, then she bring it out and collect the money. Adding to the atmosphere, the place was a little scary, always filled with characters. We had our first dance there, 32 years ago to Six Days on The Road. Great memories. Paul and Barb O
loved the Beachcomber which was located at 1049 West Georgia. It was huge and exotic as hell for the time and a perfect spot for a date. It was part of a Canadian chain of Polynesian restaurants. The Polynesian theme was big in Vancouver in the We also had the Waldorf Hotel and Trader Vic at the Bayshore Inn in the same era. The Beachcomber d was breathtaking it was packed to the rafters with tikis, bamboo and rattan furniture, carved wooden masks and thatching. The drinks were delish brightly coloured, sugary cocktails with Hawaiian/Polynesian themes and decorated with flowers and the ubiquitous paper parasol. Lynne McNamara
dad played poker with Peter George (owner of Peter Ice Cream on West Broadway) and Rod Foot, the owner of Dunkers (or Dunkin Donuts on the corner of Davie and Thurlow, a very popular place that had the doughnut making machine in the front window. Kids would watch the doughnut pop down out of a hopper into a moving track of hot oil. They go into the restaurant to put on their own icing, nuts, etc. Rod Food bought the Lincoln or Caddy limo that transported Queen Elizabeth in Vancouver in 1951 and brought it around to our house in the 4000 block West 34th and all the kids in the neighbourhood, including my sister and I, took turns sitting in the back seat and rubbing our bums where the Queen had sat. John Kirk
Frank Baker Restaurant] the funniest night occurred when my grandmother was visiting from Toronto. My grandmother called him over, probably saying something like you! and insisted he dance with me. I was 10, unassertive and clumsy. That is my memory of a most fabulous dining experience. Elaine Jameson
were close friends with Giusseppe Gentille, who owned Italian Village and the wonderful Casa D on Hornby across from the Cave Supper Club, back in 1966. I had my 18th birthday party at Casa D After I played piano in the restaurant, I served cake to Mitzi Gaynor and Frankie Avalon, who were eating that night at the restaurant. Frankie came and joined me at our table and invited me to his show at The Cave the following night, which I did, enjoying a wonderful ring side table and a very romantic evening a reminder of how night life was quite incredible and down to earth back then. Ellis Charlotte Pereda Tholen
had never been in the fancy dining room of the original White Spot at 67th and Granville, but would order from the take out window. When friends parents had cars, I order the legendary burger and fries, Triple O, and Coke which came to the car. You turned your lights on for service and turn them on again when you were ready to leave. Your food came out on green trays placed on the window ledges of the car. The Triple O back then Hermes birkin bags fake were the re
Life, lived long, accumulates many rams of memory.
Is it any wonder when I put out a call for memories of restaurants past, I got more than 60 replies. Some of them arrived handwritten in the old fashioned way by Canada Post. you can see, my wife never threw anything out, said one gentleman, who included postcards of restaurants bought on his 1950 honeymoon in Vancouver.
In one confessionary letter, a woman revealed her husband looked uncannily like Bill Vander Zalm when he was premier. They queue jumped many times at On On restaurant in Chinatown thanks to mistaken identity. shamefully admit to doing nothing to discourage this misunderstanding, replica hermes handbags outlet she wrote. miss the On On. I think it safe to out you, Carol Curry. Any queue jumping since the Zalm has been back in the news?
Ross Regan sent a photo of himself with friends at the Empire Cafe in 1948 taken by a friend who happened to be a Vancouver Sun photographer at the time. They all built cabins on the Mountain, carrying equipment and food on their backs, he said.
Frances Smith sent another piece of Vancouver Sun memoribilia: a photo of the first girls the city, being feted at the Hotel Vancouver. sister and I and our two neighbour sisters were the first paper girls in the city, she said. had a big banquet at the Hotel Vancouver honouring the paper carriers and they took a photo of us as we were the first girls.
(Frances Smith, first from right.)
don do emails, 80 year old Bonnie Byrne said on the telephone. Turned out she is an actor (still is) and back in her day, she appeared in TV commercials for the Lady Alexandra (a floating restaurant at the foot of Cardero) and Puccini in Vancouver.
A gentleman started off telling imitiaton hermes bag me about working at the iconic Aristocratic restaurant and marrying a regular customer but veered into descriptions of the view from his Richmond home. the heck all of the above has to do with your entertaining article, I don know but when I get started, I like the Eveready batteries [so he meant Duracell or Energizer so what!] and just keep going and going. As I said, lots of ram. (Thank you, Ken Yorke.)
Those were days when Mitzi Gaynor and Frankie Avalon meant something and servers were called waitresses and waiters. There was more than one story of a memorable waitress with a big heart.
Some stories were rakish, some charming, some could become a novel (check out the entry about the bootlegging grandmother) but all obviously savoured their memories of restaurants past. With relish.
These are downloads of some of their memories from Vancouver past.
Pizzarama] was located at 2676 West Broadway (Regent 6 9019) and the waitresses wore black coarse net stockings and micro skirts. On one visit the waitress left us to open a bottle of Baby Duck and in the process I accidentally shot the cork several booths over where it landed on another table pizza. They all stood up to see where it came from and it turned fashion cheap hermes handbags out they were friends of my parents. Angus McIntyre.
of the BEST Italian rooms that ever WAS, was on Seymour Street, across from the Penthouse Cabaret for years. The house called Iaci was there for decades until the late and served the likes of Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin and Sammy Davis Jr. in their early days. Even the likes of Sonny Cher and Mitzi Gaymor were regulars because of the BEST Italian food that could be found in Vancouver back in those years. Mrs. Iaci did the cooking in her own kitchen, Grandma cooked the mouthwatering veal on a wood stove in the basement, you ate in their dining room and living room out front and if you wished, you could eat in a booth they had right in the kitchen. We ate there almost every Friday night before heading out to some of the hot spots in town like Pharoah Retreat, Oil Can Harry Elegant Parlour. Walter Kynnap
lived in Vancouver since 1971 and I do have many pleasant memories from the years gone by, some retold to me after the fact when my memory had faded for evening. My two most regular establishments from the mid to late 70s were Chez Joel in Gastown and the original Il Corsaro on Commercial Dr. Joel always had daily lunch specials for $3.75. [Boeuf] bourguignon or lamb chops or whatever, and on Fridays, sole bon femme. Even when I had pleurisy I managed to crawl out of bed to have lunch there most days. That dedication for you.
in I was exiled to The Bayshore for a few weeks and my suite became my de facto office and Le Gavroche was my twice daily cafe. In those days I would order two main courses to go on one plate. I was trying for the Orson Welles look. I think it was working. At one point, my tab was over 1,500 bucks. Not too shabby for those days and that was me eating on my own.
owner of La Raclette, which was on West Broadway, invited the Charlie Mingus Band and me to his place for dinner. All he wanted in return was a signed copy of the latest LP and a couple of tickets to the show at the Roller Rink in North Vancouver. Back in those days, I would regularly take groups like Queen, Rod Stewart, Bran Van 3000 to Joel La Cote d Il Giardino, La Cantina, and Aki on Powell. If you can believe it, Genesis and AC/DC were the original folks to turn me onto sushi back in those days. 1976 to 85 were for me, a historically impressive, booze soaked, Maalox coated passage of time that can never be repeated. I am a senior citizen now and I feed the birdies in my back garden. Mike O promotions and artist relations for Warner Brothers and an indie sales rep. James Anglican Church on East Cordova and Gore. It was a very colourful walk from the old bus depot to the church. The money we saved by not taking the bus was usually handed over to panhandlers along the way. We would usually be accompanied by the robust music of the Salvation Army band on its march to their temple on East Hastings at Gore. The Anglican Church had a rule at that time that if you were going to make your communion in the morning, you had to fast after midn
ight. We immediately rushed to the Ovaltine Cafe [which still exists on East Hastings St.] for breakfast as did many other parishioners. We had toast and coffee for 10 cents. The toast was about half an inch thick and dripping with butter. If you wanted more than one serving of jam, you had to pay an extra penny. The owner, a very hard working Chinese, was able to put his son through university with his earnings. [That son became a judge.] Betty Vogel.
the mid 50s, when working at a technician at CBC TV studios downtown, during a supper break or after work, I go with a friend to Love Cafe. [Another place], the Elbow Room was a tiny coffee shop on Jervis, between Georgia and Alberni, frequented by us TV folk. It was originally run by Edna, a charming, efficient lady who gave away leftover bakery products just before closing. Later, a Prairie couple ran it into the ground. Then, some gay men took it over, raising prices slightly and quality, highly. The building is still there as part of a redevelopment. [And the Elbow Room continues on Davie St., run by the colourful Patrick Savoie.] Harry Taylor.
first restaurant that inspired any awe was the White Lunch. In the dark and rainy streets of Vancouver winter, the hundreds of neon lights brought a gleaming of beauty. The steaming coffee cup [a neon sign], with the figures walking around on the saucer were lit up invitingly. The fact that only white people were seen in there did not hit my radar; most of the world was white, except in Chinatown. In later years, as childhood naivete peeled away, the horror of a only establishment dawned on me in a way that brought creeping revulsion. Allen Aicken
back about 75 years (I am now 88), our family of five would go for dinner to the Melrose Cafe, just west of Granville on the south side of Hastings. Dad would order five full course meals for 25 cents each. Even in those days, it was hard to believe, buy true! Wally Thomsett
a young boy, my absolute favourite was a restaurant a couple doors down from Scott Cafe. I think it was called the Airliner [it was actually Clancy Sky Diner]. It had the tail section of a commercial sized aircraft jutting out from the restaurant and partially protruding over the sidewalk. Inside along the walls, moving scenery passed by rectangular portholes. Every time I went I had salmon salad which consisted of a whole can of salmon on a bed of lettuce. My mom always had a shrimp salad. Harvie Davidson.
1957, I arrived in Vancouver from the Netherlands with $25. I went to the employment office and they sent me to the Avenue Grill in Kerrisdale where they needed a waitress. The local barber, wanting to learn how to cut women hair, gave me free haircuts. The manager of the local movie house asked me to help take people to their seats with a flashlight, so I got to see movies for for free. Another customer gave me clothes and shoes of his dead wife (which eventually, I gave to the Salvation Army). Sunday was always a busy day after the hockey players came from the ice rink to have breakfast. Unbelievable how much they could eat. Avenue Grill is still in business in Kerrisdale but not as a cafe, more as a higher end restaurant. Genzien Brigham
story got us thinking about The Waterfront Corral which used to be on Heatley and Powell in the late It was a really unique tavern with live bands, great dancing. We all go down there after getting off our shifts working nights at the Four Seasons Hotel. The coolest part was the kitchen, tucked away in the back, run by a little old Greek lady called Mama. You had to go into the kitchen to order, then she bring it out and collect the money. Adding to the atmosphere, the place was a little scary, always filled with characters. We had our first dance there, 32 years ago to Six Days on The Road. Great memories. Paul and Barb O
loved the Beachcomber which was located at 1049 West Georgia. It was huge and exotic as hell for the time and a perfect spot for a date. It was part of a Canadian chain of Polynesian restaurants. The Polynesian theme was big in Vancouver in the We also had the Waldorf Hotel and Trader Vic at the Bayshore Inn in the same era. The Beachcomber d was breathtaking it was packed to the rafters with tikis, bamboo and rattan furniture, carved wooden masks and thatching. The drinks were delish brightly coloured, sugary cocktails with Hawaiian/Polynesian themes and decorated with flowers and the ubiquitous paper parasol. Lynne McNamara
dad played poker with Peter George (owner of Peter Ice Cream on West Broadway) and Rod Foot, the owner of Dunkers (or Dunkin Donuts on the corner of Davie and Thurlow, a very popular place that had the doughnut making machine in the front window. Kids would watch the doughnut pop down out of a hopper into a moving track of hot oil. They go into the restaurant to put on their own icing, nuts, etc. Rod Food bought the Lincoln or Caddy limo that transported Queen Elizabeth in Vancouver in 1951 and brought it around to our house in the 4000 block West 34th and all the kids in the neighbourhood, including my sister and I, took turns sitting in the back seat and rubbing our bums where the Queen had sat. John Kirk
Frank Baker Restaurant] the funniest night occurred when my grandmother was visiting from Toronto. My grandmother called him over, probably saying something like you! and insisted he dance with me. I was 10, unassertive and clumsy. That is my memory of a most fabulous dining experience. Elaine Jameson
were close friends with Giusseppe Gentille, who owned Italian Village and the wonderful Casa D on Hornby across from the Cave Supper Club, back in 1966. I had my 18th birthday party at Casa D After I played piano in the restaurant, I served cake to Mitzi Gaynor and Frankie Avalon, who were eating that night at the restaurant. Frankie came and joined me at our table and invited me to his show at The Cave the following night, which I did, enjoying a wonderful ring side table and a very romantic evening a reminder of how night life was quite incredible and down to earth back then. Ellis Charlotte Pereda Tholen
had never been in the fancy dining room of the original White Spot at 67th and Granville, but would order from the take out window. When friends parents had cars, I order the legendary burger and fries, Triple O, and Coke which came to the car. You turned your lights on for service and turn them on again when you were ready to leave. Your food came out on green trays placed on the window ledges of the car. The Triple O back then Hermes birkin bags fake were the re
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