I was greeted with a super kind surprise when I walked through the door and saw Natalie behind the bar.  Maaan, that's the kind of welcoming you're lookin' for when you walk into any room.  She's such a wonderful person, and she has that job dialed.  Because I don't feel like I worded that right, I'm gonna share the message I sent to her when I got home...
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"Maaan, shiiiit...It was so good to see you.  You made me realize something I really miss...

Seeing you work a bar!

You're so freakin' good at it.  There's just a naturalness to the way you move and interact with people.  I had come to love watching it just from paying attention.

Do you remember when I used to come into The Falls after shift, grab a ginger ale, and then lean against the wall at the entrance to the washroom hallway?   I'd chill out for a bit watching the music, but in doing that repeatedly, I inevitably saw you do what you do.  I like watching people do things they're good at, and you're good at being a human, and that translates into the way you interact with people at your work...or anywhere, but I'm not talkin' about anywhere right now.  🙂   You're somethin' alright.  Pretty good stuff Natalie."

Greeted by some wonderful

The reason why I say this about Natalie is because that's who you're dealing with as a customer at Yum Son...just this fantastic person who crushes at her job because of her awesomeness.

Me to myself:  "Alright, off to a great start!"

Then I look to the left of her to see Brian leaning against the other side of the bar!

Also, me to myself:  "Shiiit, lookkit this!"

So my dining experience started at great, and then immediately added in some more awesome, which brought the whole situation to totally stylin'!

Because I am a deadbeat without a phone, I had to get a real menu 'cause I couldn't do the scan thing for an internet menu.  

Natalie knows alcohol isn't really my thing, but asked me if I wanted some other kind of fancy drink.  I said, "sure."  When she asked me what kind I wanted, I said that I didn't care, and that she can just surprise me.

Bring on the awesome!  She gets to work, and starts breezing through the drink with her kind summery finesse.  (That's when I realized I missed watching her in action.)

Dalat Market Soda

Natalie whipped me up a Dalat Market Soda, and when she brought it to me, Brian was up on his little stage perch getting ready to play some tunes.  Perfect timing!

He is a musical monument around our community.  Brain is always in the thick of things to bring kind melodies to our ears and hearts with his ukulele.  Whether solo, duo, trio, or whatever, Brian pops up everywhere...at weddings, festivals, markets, restaurants and pubs, and he even books music for places too.  He starts to feel like a piece of home for the amount you see him at all these things you do in the area.  It just so happens that he's an excellent guy too, so that's pretty good.

Brian Kalbfleisch

Of course he had to bust into a Ripple by the Grateful Dead for his second tune of the night.  Not sure if that was for me, but I was more than happy to be self centred and selfish for a moment and say that he totally played that for me, even though he didn't!

There are a few things that have my number in the food world, and Lemongrass is one of them, so I ordered the Yum Son Noodle Bowl with a Spring Roll (Plant Based) add on.  While I was waiting for that, I dove into my fancy-pants Natalie drink, and watched Brian lay down some tunes.

I like that they serve their drinks with a reusable metal straw rather than a disposable plastic one.  Nice touch!  (The little things, you know?!)  The Dalat Market Soda gives a push and pull flavour.  I can only describe it as though a tropical rainforest was in unison with a temperate forest in our local BC mountains...the sharp bitterness of the temperate coniferous crossed with the sweet fruitiness of the tropical.  (From the forest scent point of view.)

I described the only sip of a mojito I ever had as, "this tastes like what it smells like in a cedar forest immediately after a rainfall."  When I said that, the girls I was with were kinda surprised by that reaction, and then all said together that that was an amazing analogy.  I don't know if it is, but that is how I described it.  This Dalat Market Soda was similar in that context to me, as I could only define it to myself in terms like that of the different rainforests.  

The diversity in flavouring came from the sweetness of pureed strawberry combined with the bitterness of grapefruit, and then add in some mint layered throughout.  It was yummy and very refreshing!

I saw some of my guests from my hotel who I recommended to come here to see Brian play some music, and eat some good food.  They were a real sweet couple.  It was nice to see them.

**A side note is that it was so kind to have some live music during this bizarre time of inching our way through post-quarantine while still in the midst of this whole COVID craziness.  A little slice of what was once normal...I dig it!  (There's those little things again.)

Yum Son Noodle Bowl

The food came in on a vibrant wave.  Enticing to the eyes.  A nice light looking meal.  I find Yum Son to be that way overall though.  Their food tends to be light and not overbearing, but also plays to the theatre of one's eyes.

The Yum Son Noodle Bowl is pretty simple in the ingredients offered, but comes together to be completely satisfying.  The bed of rice noodles lay that foundational canvass that allows the rest of the colours to come to life.  I like the way it sang its own song in front of me before I got into it.  It foretold to me of something wonderful about to come while also  conveying to my belly not to worry about a heavy load because it was a dish not of that nature.

Lemongrass Grilled Pork Loin...yup, I'm into that!  Chicken too?!  Alright, that's not bad!  For a seemingly simple dish, there was a nice mix of textures on the plate.  From the soft rice noodles that melt away quite effortlessly, and the moist pork and chicken, to the differing  crunches that the carrot and lettuce offered in comparison to the subtly creamy sweet crunch of the peanuts, you get taken for a nice stroll down Textural Avenue.  (Why did I suddenly say that to myself in the beat of Electric Avenue by Eddie Grant?!)  I must say, I rather liked the way it came together.  I also liked the way the cilantro snuck up from behind like a beautiful little whisper that spoke to the metaphorical listening ear of my tasting senses.

Spring Roll (Plant Based) add on

I admit it, I drizzled the remaining garlic and chili vinaigrette from the spring rolls all over my food upon finishing those little beauties.  I really liked the way the spring rolls were done.  They had a different interpretation of crunch while not to compromise the freshness of their ingredients inside.  Not bad Yum Son, not too bad at all.

Garlic & Chili Vinaigrette

I went back about a week later to get some wings.  How could I not do that?!  They are known to have the best wings in town by many a local, so it just had to be done.  To tell you the truth though, I barely paid attention to them.  They were just so good that I shoved them into my face one after another with kind of a reckless abandon.  I was quite shameless about it, and was vividly aware of such, but I think it's more than OK to every-so-often completely dive into something eyeballs deep when it is as kind as those wings are that they bring out of their kitchen.  

Sweet Soy Chili Pepper Lime Crispy Chicken Wings

Shameless bliss?!  I'm totally into that for sure!

Understanding why Yum Son has positioned itself among the top food in Nelson is not a hard proposition to grasp.  Next on my list from there are their Bao Buns that I have heard so much about.  Sounds yummy!

Yum Son
522 Victoria Street
Hours:  11:30am til late (usually 9:00pm)  Daily
Phone: (778) 463-2234
www.yumson.ca/

Quite simply, Pitchfork has cemented itself as the top restaurant in Nelson.  It isn't even close.  This has been an easy conclusion to reach after having very in depth conversations about food in our town with hundreds of people this summer.  

They have over half of the vote from all the guests at my hotel.  It's to the point where I have started finding it quite fascinating listening to stories of the food and service upon my guests' return.  Personally, I've never had anything but absolutely fantastic food when I have eaten there myself, so I already know what they're trying to convey of their experience, but it enables us to go really deep into the conversation.  Those conversations unanimously lean heavily in one direction, that Pitchfork is absolutely crushing it!

Whether I have a reservation, or just drop-in, after I get settled at my table, inside or out on the patio, I will usually go stand just inside the entrance door, lean against the wall, and watch executive chef, Josh (Mateschitz), at the pass.  His pass is inside an open doorway just off of the front entrance to the restaurant.

Watching Josh is great.  I love it!  He has full command of his kitchen, while simultaneously plating up exquisite food.  It is easy to see why he is the three time defending champ of our town's annual burger competition. 

He has a very high integrity, and that can easily be seen through the words of the overly impressive feedback from so many of my guests.  It is impossible to get that kind of continuous high praise if the integrity is not there, so it's just implied!

Laser focus from the three time defending Nelson Burger Month champion, but that's only the beginning of what executive chef Josh Mateschitz has to offer at Pitchfork Eatery

I must say, I love the intensity in his eyes while moving through a dinner rush.  He just oozes focus, and the results of that speak for themselves.  As much as I enjoy watching him at his craft, I can't stand there forever being a total creepshow, so I go back to my nice little peaceful table to sit down and wait for my food.

I just went to Pitchfork twice recently...once on the patio, and once inside.  On the first occasion, I had the Braised Duck Leg.  That was inside.  One of the first things I noticed while I was waiting was the music, and how it seemed to hold the perfect rhythmic flow to go with everything within the restaurant.  For some reason, I notice little things like that too...how the music fits in with everything.  After all, it is the soundtrack that narrates the journey into the food experience that a restaurant delivers.  

Pitchfork music = Check!

The duck might as well have been a club that Josh slapped me upside the head with, because when it was delivered to my table it knocked me right in the senses. 

The duck wasn't the first thing I went for though, that was the Yam Puree.  I didn't even think about anything else when my eye caught that.  It had tractor beam-like powers the way it grabbed me and drew me in.  I've become very selective of my first bite at a restaurant because that's when the palate is a clean canvass to explore the highs and lows of flavour.

The easy thing to say is, maaaan, did that puree ever not disappoint, but that's just short changing the truth.  Its texture was so velvety smooth, and flawlessly harmonious in the flavour, that it literally made me gasp aloud as soon as it touched my tongue.  I've never done that before, and truthfully, I never knew that could even be a thing, but I didn't hesitate to embrace the reaction that puree evoked!  It was insanely good.

Braised Duck Leg with Yam Puree

I feel like art is meant to draw out emotion, and the art of food does that in a way unlike all other art because of the way it engages the senses.  This yam puree was an artistic masterpiece, and it set the tone for the entire dish.  Holy smokes!  It forced me into some quick pondering...

"Do I even need to eat anything else on my plate here?  Perfection has already been attained!"

Of course the answer was yes, but I went back for more of the puree before tasting anything else.  I savoured that second round before I went into the duck.  Mmmmmmmmm!!!

I wondered to myself some more, "did the puree just steal the show before the headlining star even got a chance to perform?"

A valid question!

The duck had something pretty strong to say about that though!  It was beautifully tender and rich inside.  It had a nice crunch on the skin from the perfect char.  I have no choice, I have to say it again...

It was cooked perfectly!

The meat was moist, and it just slid off the bone so effortlessly.  That's the moment when you see the skill in technique where you can take a meat and cook it so perfectly that it just melts.  (There's that word again.)

So, it would appear that in the challenge of perfection, where the puree laid the benchmark on the dish, the duck refused to be upstaged, and announced loud and clear why it was the star of the show, and left me sitting in the audience with only one word to say,

"Bravo!"

The dish as a whole was a subtle hearty, but richly elegant knockout.  Absolutely spectacular!  That was the kind of dish that all backyard BBQ'r's strive to achieve, but never reach.  It also shows exactly the merit in why one would go out for dinner, whether as a traveling tourist, or a local looking to embark into a finely executed culinary experience.

Astonishing stuff!

Dynamite patio that is backed onto park space and away from traffic

The next time I went to Pitchfork, I sat out on the patio with a friend.  I took a total different direction for my order.  Instead of the heartiness that is delivered through the duck, I went for the lighter Ahi Tuna Poke Salad.

Ahi Tuna Poke Salad

It was a nice refreshing style dish.  I felt that the visual contrast from the tuna against the greens was something I needed to see because an inner whatever told me that it would be visually stunning.  I'm also a sucker for avocado, so my intrigue was peaked from the allure of how the crispy avocado would present itself with the greens.  

The result?!  I mean, what can I really say?!  The only way it need be expressed is that it was on par with the Braised Duck Leg from my first visit, and that left me with one word...

"Bravo!"

Onto the dessert.  I wasn't really listening to what our server said they had, I just went with whatever the chocolate one was.  I heard, 'chocolate,' and I said, "OK!"  As simple as that.

Josh, you silly bastard!

Maaan, when it was plopped in front of me, and I saw that raspberry coulis like an almost motionless thick waterfall exploding in vibrancy against the contrasting chocolate torte, my taste buds kinda forced their will upon me to immediately start salivating. 

Raw Vegan Hazelnut Dark Chocolate Torte

Sometimes the most complex thing can draw the simplest explanation.  Digging into that dessert...

Hot damn!

I actually didn't look at what it was til several days later...

"Raw Vegan Hazelnut Dark Chocolate Torte."

Fantastic!

Celline chose the Hibiscus Creme Brulee for her dessert.

There's nothing else to say about the food at Pitchfork.  There is, however, one thing left to address:  The Homemade Ginger Ale!

Oh my freakin' goodness!  It is like nectar from the gods!  I had that at my first ever trip to Pitchfork, and it's the first thing I order before even looking at what food to get each time I have returned.  Their ginger ale is completely out of this world!  (Yes, they will gladly put rum in it for you.)

The quality of food I have had at Pitchfork Eatery, the consistency within it, add in the fact that Josh is the three time defending champ of the annual Nelson Burger Month, despite everyone gunning for him, and then take into account that over half of my guests all have it as the best joint in town leaves me with a full rounded understanding of its prominence.

I really shouldn't say anything other than that executive chef Josh Mateschitz and Pitchfork Eatery have lit this town ablaze in its magnificence!

Bravo!

Set into an old downtown heritage building right on Baker Street, the Dominion Cafe oozes of a rustic history. 

When you walk into a place that is filled with plants and the overflowing scents of a variety of fresh baked muffins, you can't help but to feel an intrinsic sense of hominess.  It permeates within you, and sets you at ease while immediately instilling a depth of natural relaxation.

I arrived right before they unlocked their door at opening in the morning.  It was before any muffins had yet to be put out.  Sitting down, it sure didn't take long for me to want to start eating the air though.  It smelled so good that it wound my senses into a frenzied overload.  I felt similar to being a kid trying to sleep on Christmas Eve because the anticipation was almost unbearable.  It smelled so good that it was torturous.

I couldn't take the wait, so I had to get something else to keep me occupied til the muffins came out.  I went with a Chai with almond milk.  I don't have those too often, but I really like 'em.  They're super sweet with a tiny little subtle bite that kinda sneaks up on you.  Man, are they ever good!  Chai Latte for the win!

A chai was the perfect thing to keep my mind off the muffins, and it almost worked...almost!  You see, the problem was that the muffins' Kung Fu was strong, and they whupped my chai's ass all up over the place...and then put a death grip on my senses!  Neither me nor my hot drink stood a chance!

Straight back to torturous!

It was a rough couple minutes at that point as time was standing still in my moment of suffering.  When you walk into a place and you wanna eat the air, it's like walking into a wall of anticipation.  The payoff in the moment of truth though is so worth it!  Sooo worth it!

Mmmmmm...Muffins!

As soon as the muffins were put out, I rolled right up to the front.  Looking at them in the display was like watching an angelic choir sing angelic harmonies!  I was instantly drifting away!

I picked the raspberry pecan muffin as well as the vegan muffin of the day.  I also got the their Chunky Monkey smoothie to wash 'em down with.  It's not your typical sweet fruit smoothie, so I had to try it.

I went for the Raspberry Pecan muffin first because I have kinda been into the sharp tartness that is laced with such sweetness within those berries lately.  It was a sensuous pleasure to sink my teeth into that thing.  Did it ever not disappoint!

Raspberry Pecan Muffin

The little saucer plates the muffins were served on made me think of being at my great grandma's cottage in the Ontario Muskoka's when I was a little kid.  I was taken right back to little grandma's age old cottage with all my cousins...swimming, fishing off the dock, row boating, cooking Jiffy Pop on the little wood cook stove.  I could see it all crystal clear.  It was a fascinating feeling that was quite unexpected, and I rather enjoyed that.  It really added another level of that hominess that I eluded to that was so prevalent as soon as I walked in the place.

Chunky Monkey garnished just right

That smoothie was packed with so much goodness.  It was even garnished with chocolate chips & finely chopped walnuts.  The Chunky Monkey is a very visually pleasing drink on top of how kick-ass it was to drink down.  Its flavour was not overbearing, and in its way, was somewhat odd in how it was packed with so much flavour, but delivered itself in such a subtle way that was refreshing personified.   Maaan, did it ever hit the spot!

Unbeknownst to me, I found myself in a beautiful grudge match between the muffin and the smoothie.  They were fighting furiously for my attention because of their equally impressive goodness.  Each time I looked at both, I couldn't decide which to indulge in, so I enjoyed the little fight they caused within me between my taste buds, belly and my mind.  

I wasn't having either though.  I was just staring at them waiting for the grudge match to play itself out.  I was totally zoned out on how awesome both the muffin and the drink were.  Then I'd snap out of it and realize I wasn't eating either, so I'd frantically grab both and shove them in my face at the same time.  Caveman the crap outta them!

Sooo kind

It was a scenario that played itself on loop a few times.  When I realized that, I really saw how good they each were.  If there is a food something that draws you into pause while staring at its beauty, and then snaps you out of it to cram it in your face, that's nothing less than every indication of its quality.

I was fully conscious of that, and it led me to sum it up to myself like this...

So, I'm instinctively adding it all up in my head...plants, dishes, the thickness of muffin scents in the air with the slowed down old-time atmospheric feel in this fast paced modern world, and add to it this unreal muffin and smoothie, I can't help but feeling relaxingly rejuvenated from my visit here.

Definitely the best muffins in town!  No place else is even close!

There's also the notion that so many of the other places in town are all doing renovations and trying to fancily modernize themselves, but The Dominion Cafe is the place where you feel an embracing sense of home.  It is humble alongside its heritage, and welcomes you with open arms.  If you're lucky, you might even see a funky skateboard reminiscent of Van Gogh's, Starry Night, come through the door, or even find a piece of vintage clothing. 

Good things await at The Dominion Cafe!

From here I am going to leave you with part of a message Daylen (Hotte), the owner, sent me about the ingredients and suppliers she uses.  It well represents the love she puts into what she offers to her customers.
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We are passionate about everything local, coffee from 3 different  Kootenay roasters, Rooftop, Trail Coffee Co. and Juggernaut Roastery. We serve organic ethically sourced teas from New Moon tea co. out of Nakusp.  Our hot chocolate is created by Viva Cacao, a local chocolate company in the (Slocan) Valley. Our chai is made in-house and is the perfect blend of sweet and spicy. We have made an effort to ethically source as many ingredients as possible.  Our eggs are delivered from an organic farm in Blewett and our tempeh is from a small Okanagan company called Vigilante.

We also make all alternative mylks in house, such as pumpkin seed, almond, macadamia coconut, hemp & oat, and pistachio coconut. All mylks are organic and made fresh daily.

We're famous for baking up giant decadent muffins. We bake over 14 kinds fresh daily such as BlackBerry pecan white chocolate, orange espresso dark chocolate and strawberry rhubarb, and have a wide selection in vegan and gluten free muffins and baked goods as well.

The Dominion Cafe
334 Baker Street  (one block away)
Hours:  Tues-Sat  8:00am - 5:00pm  |  Sun  10:00am - 4:00pm
Phone: (250) 352-1904
www.facebook.com/thedominioncafe/

The only way to truly tell the story of the food at El Taco is to tell the story of the people behind it.

Twenty one years ago, I moved to the West Kootenay from Salt Spring Island on the coast.  My first three years were spent in this magikal little place called, Queens Bay.  I found the tiniest cabin ever, and dug myself in right away.

Upon moving there, I was immediately told that I should go to the ferry landing and meet Justine 'cause we would get along awesomely.  She was rocking a coffee cart there during the summer back then.  (Those were simpler times.)  So, I went to the ferry landing, walked right up to the coffee cart, and said to the girl standing there, "You must be Justine.  I'm supposed to meet you because we're gonna get along awesomely!"  She laughed at me and said, "No, I'm Andrea!"  

That turned out to be a total score though because Andrea and I got along awesomely from that very moment.  (I thought to myself, "This place is great!  So far, awesome people everywhere!")  Turns out that there were three girls doin' the coffee cart at the ferry, Justine, Andrea and Caroline.  They were all living at Justine's mom's place down the road from where I lived that summer.

Just like with Andrea, Justine and I hit it off perfectly.  Maaan, is she ever a fantastic person!  Back then, her and her whole crew of friends used to go to Mexico each winter.  It was either the following spring or the one after that, that Justine came home with Ruben.  He is an amazing guy.  I liked him a lot right off the bat too.    

Justine and Ruben have been together ever since...married with two beautiful children!

Family! 
(Photos with permission from Justine)

Every winter they go back to Ruben's home in Mexico to be with family...parents, aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents...the whole shebang!  In the coming years, armed with family recipes, they opened El Taco with Justine's dad, Gil.  They have been open for around 16 years I believe.

Gil!

The food you get from El Taco is genuine Mexican cuisine.  It is the only truly authentic Mexican eats that you will find in our region.  Coming from family recipes that have been passed down through generations, their food tells a story of family, of love, of kindness and togetherness, and man, oh maaaan...is it ever good!

Fish Taco

Unless you have super human skills, which clearly I do not possess, there's a good chance you might just get some on you.  They pack so much lovin' into that food that it kind of knocks you aback, and it takes no prisoners on your senses, especially the full-tilt assault on your taste buds!

In the battle of me vs El Taco...El Taco is the undefeated champ!

It's a funky little place that transports you through its food.  I love El Taco!  I know the people behind it, and I know what they put into it.  I know the general linage of its history, and ultimately that it was born from love, and that's exactly what their food delivers.  If you want a true Mexican food experience, there is only one place to go.

El Taco!

El Taco
306 Victoria Street  (block and a bit away)
Closes 8 p.m.
Hours:  Mon-Sat 11:00am - 8:00pm  |  Sun 12:00pm - 7:00pm
Phone: (250) 352-2060
www.facebook.com/eltacorevolucion/

I like food.  I've come to like writing about food.  I'll eat anything if I have confidence that it was prepared well.  Even if there are ingredients that I truly dislike on their own, I know that with a proper chef, who understands balancing of flavours and has the knowledge and skillful precision to bring them together, can make any ingredient truly sing.  Through this little hobby of mine, I've become pretty dialed into the food in this town.  

Most all of my guests at my hotel were asking me about where to get good meals in Nelson.  They asked me so often that I just made it a part of my check-in pitch to each room I checked in.  I'd always do the business end first for the check-in, and then I'd ask them if they'd like to know about where to go for food.

The number one thing that all my guests want?  They don't want to drive!  They just want to walk from the hotel.  So, I start with the closest two, and then work my way out from there.  (...although I do tell them that Nelson's downtown is like 6 silly-sized blocks, so it doesn't really make a difference.)  I know when my guests are on their way out for dinner, and when I see them walking out, I tell them to have fun.  When they get back to the hotel, I ask them which place the chose, and how it was.  That is what shaped this guide.  

I've had very in depth conversations about the food in Nelson with hundreds of people.  What is on this summary page is from the feedback from  those people...my guests.  The rankings I put in for the top five are not my opinion, but rather 100% observation from what my guests say upon returning from dinner.  I took all that feedback, and then went to each place to take some current photos, and write about being there.  (I write about more than just the food, but also the experience of being there too.) 

We are truly spoiled for food quality in our remote little town in the middle of the British Columbia mountains!

**I will have links posted on each of these summaries that take you to in depth articles I have written about each place when I went there.

It's hard to not eat a Pad Thai every day.  I'm trying, but I'm not doing very well.  I'm pretty sure I've quickly become their number one customer.

It is very exciting to have the Busaba Thai Cafe as our house restaurant here at The Savoy Hotel.  They are a well established, and long loved Thai restaurant in Nelson.  It was only months ago (June, 2020) that they lost their place to a very unfortunate fire that had destroyed several businesses.  It's a big thing for them to be here in our building, and we couldn't be happier about it.  Rungnapha & Yasuaki Uehara  (Yasu) are the nicest people ever, and they worked really hard to re-open Busaba on August 19. 

Busaba Thai Cafe
198 Baker Street  
(At the Savoy Hotel)
Hours:  11:30am - 8:30pm  (Closed Mondays)
Phone:  (250) 352-2185
info@busabathaicafe.com
www.busabathaicafe.com/
www.facebook.com/busabathaicafe/

Ahi Tuna Poke Salad

It has been crazy watching my guests talk about this place.  I'm kinda fascinated by it.  I've had in depth conversations with hundreds of people about food in our town, and my guests have made it clear to see that Pitchfork has an absolute stranglehold on the top spot in Nelson.  It has about 55% of my guests' vote, which means the entire rest of the town is fighting for the remaining 45%.  Those numbers speak for themselves!

Pitchfork definitely has the best patio in town as it is backed onto park space, and is off the main street.  They have a brunch that is excellent as well.  Their restaurant does not do reservations on the patio though, so there could be a wait as Josh (Mateschitz - executive chef) is crushing it, and Thursday night there is live acoustic music.  Dinner service starts at 5:00pm, so if you want a spot on their sweet patio, the earlier the better.

More on the Pitchfork Eatery

www.stevearchdekin.com/home/pitchfork-eatery-ablaze-in-magnificence

Pitchfork Eatery
Reservations recommended (for inside)
518 Hall Street
Hours:  11:00am - 9:00pm Daily  (closed from 3:00pm - 4:30pm most days)
Brunch:  11:00am - 2:00pm Daily
Phone:  (250) 352-2744
www.pitchforkeatery.ca/


#2 - Yum Son

Yum Son Noodle Bowl  with a Spring Roll (Plant Based) add on

This is the stand alone number 2 spot in town.  Yum Son is modern Vietnamese food.  Oddly enough, it has the best chicken wings in town.  (I think that's the modern part.)  They present visually stunning food that hits the spot nicely.

More on Yum Son...

www.stevearchdekin.com/home/yum-son-great-people-delivering-a-great-food-experience

Yum Son
522 Victoria Street
Hours:  11:30am til late (usually 9:00pm)  Daily
Phone: (778) 463-2234
www.yumson.ca/


#3 (Tie) - Rel-ish

Butternut Squash Ravioli

I have a ton of respect for Trevor (Ditzel - owner and executive chef).  He's kind of a visionary for how he looks at and goes about his business.  His food is fantastic.  When you watch him, it's plate after plate of gorgeous food that he puts out, and he does it in the calmest, most mellow fashion.  He has an open kitchen, so I have watched him many times.  I came up with the term, "Cooking with courage and confidence," from watching Trevor do what he does.  Open kitchens are scrutiny under fire that force accountability.  I really admire those who are willing to work in one. 

Rel-ish has an all day breakfast.  A lotta my guests really perk up when I tell them that.  It's my favourite breakfast in town - try The Server's Choice.  Holy smokes is it ever good!  There are many vegetarian and gluten free options on his menu as well to accommodate all.  Modern cuisine.

Trevor also just took over the restaurant at the Balfour Golf Course to bring us his second location:  rel-ish at The Osprey.

ABSOLUTELY HAVE THE GOAT CHEESE CRUSTED PORK TENDERLOIN!!

rel-ish
301 Baker Street  (One block away)
Hours:  10:00am - 10:00pm Daily
Phone:  250-352-5232
rel-ish.com/

rel-ish at the Osprey
602 Queens Bay Road
Balfour, BC
Phone:  250-229-4113
www.golfbalfour.com/relish-at-the-osprey/


#3 (Tie) - Marzano 

Spicy Salami Pizza to eat in or take back to our rooftop patio at The Savoy Hotel

Ryan (Martin) did a massive, massive renovation on his restaurant to bring Marzano to Nelson two years ago.  He actually went to Italy for proper training and brought staff with him...and he brought back an authenticly bad-ass Italian wood-fired pizza oven.  I gained so much respect for him when I saw a video he put up of himself pulling a pizza from the oven while in Italy.  (I actually asked him to put it onto youtube for me so I could share the link.)  That showed his commitment to going all in to bringing the best food to town that he possibly could.  It says something...and so do my guests after they return from there.

When I show my guests this video, I do an animated commentary play-by-play to draw their attention to the expression on Ryan's face.  He's so psyched.  It's amazing!  That has literally sold people on going to Marzano.  Fantastic stuff!

Ryan in Italy...

www.youtube.com/watch?v=tUpOnqmNWQk&feature=youtu.be&fbclid=IwAR1r34SwfI2nibrdbTwcrGPz2XvAHjFc4s5DDmZckpBNk3tArgtwRzIrR3U

Marzano
153 Baker Street  (Right across the street)
Hours:  7:00am - 10:00pm Daily
Breakfast until 11:00am weekdays | 12:00pm on weekends
Pizza starts at 11:00am!
Phone:  (250) 352-9205
www.marzanonelson.com/


#5 - Broken Hill

The Broken Clubhouse with House Made Bacon and Sweet Corn Succotash

If chasing down great beer with great food is your thing, then Broken Hill is the place for you!  The owner, Chad (Hansen), is a true, true connoisseur of good, quality beer, and he will actively seek it out.  It is one of two essential aspects of his restaurant.  There are 24 local BC craft beers on tap at all times!  He keeps the selection always changing so as to keep fresh everyone's thirst quest.  The second crucial aspect of Broken Hill is their smoker!  The flavouring they smoke into their food is insanely good.  It is balanced.  It is not overpowering.  Totally dynamite!
 
Broken Hill
479 Baker Street
Hours:  Sun-Thurs  11:00am to 10:0pm | Fri-Sat 11:00am - 12:00am
Phone:  (778) 463-2244
www.brokenhillnelson.ca/

Chorizo Burrito

The best way to explain this food is through its story.  Justine (Langevin) has been with Ruben for 20 years.  They are married and have two beautiful children.  Every winter, for every one of those 20 years, they go back to Mexico to be with his family.  Around 16 years ago, armed with generational family recipes, El Taco was born.  It is the only truly authentic Mexican cuisine you will find in the region.  It is fantastic, solid food that boasts the lineage of having been passed down through generations worth of time.

(It is great for bringing back to our rooftop patio at The Savoy Hotel.) 

More on El Taco...

www.stevearchdekin.com/home/el-taco-authentic-mexican-food-born-from-generational-love

El Taco
306 Victoria Street  (block and a bit away)
Hours:  Mon-Sat 11:00am - 8:00pm  |  Sun 12:00pm - 7:00pm
Phone: (250) 352-2060
www.facebook.com/eltacorevolucion/


Sage Tapas and Wine Bar

Halibut

This is like Nelson's little secret weapon!  It is definitely the first place to go if you love wine.  Sage Tapas is only open for three days a week from 4:00pm onward, but if you are here during those nights, and can get a reservation, you will not be disappointed!  It is in an intimate setting with a sprawling view from their deck.  One could make a definite case for it being the pound-for-pound king in town when considering its short hours coupled with the punch that it delivers.  

Sage Tapas and Wine Bar
(Reservations are highly recommended!)
705 Vernon Street
Hours:  Thurs-Sat 4:00pm til Late
Phone:  (250) 352-5140
www.sagetapasandwinebar.com/


The Dominion Cafe

Raspberry Pecan Muffin with a Chunky Monkey Smoothie in the background

Well, the easy part is that the Dominion Cafe not only has the best muffins in town by far, it also has the best selection in town.  Those awesome folk offer 14 different fresh baked varieties each day.  Oh man, are they ever good too! 

Daylen (Hotte - owner) is very diligent with healthiness, and brings that passion into what she offers at the Dominion.  She doesn't stop at just the high quality of ingredients, because she is adamant about sourcing local for everything she uses.  There's something about that place that makes you feel an intrinsic comfort of home.  It's a special little place, that is for sure!

More on The Dominion Cafe...

www.stevearchdekin.com/home/the-dominion-cafe-vintage-love-from-a-time-left-behind

The Dominion Cafe
334 Baker Street  (one block away)
Hours:  Tues-Sat  8:00am - 5:00pm  |  Sun  10:00am - 4:00pm
Phone: (250) 352-1904
www.facebook.com/thedominioncafe/

Nelson Brewing Company Tasting Room  (Not a food place)
512 Latimer Street
Phone:  (250) 352-3582
nelsonbrewing.com/tasting-room/
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Backroads Brewing Company  (Not a food place)
460 Baker St (2 1/2 blocks away)
Hours:  Mon-Thurs  12:00pm - 10:00pm | Fri-Sat  12:00pm - 11:00pm | Sun 12:00pm - 8:00pm
Phone: (778) 463-3361
backroadsbrewing.com/
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Torchlight Brewing Company  (They do have food that goes well with beers)
125 Hall Street
Hours:  Sun-Wed 12:00pm - 8:00pm  |  Thurs-Sat 12:00pm - 9:00pm
Phone: (250) 352-0094
www.torchlightbrewing.com/

Kootenay Co-Op (a huge natural foods grocery, etc. store)
777 Baker Street
Phone:  (250) 354-4077
www.kootenay.coop/
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Pharmasave Drug Store
685 Baker Street
Phone:  (250) 352-2316
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Wings Variety Convenience Store
371 Baker Street
Phone:  (250) 352-3848
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The Hume Liquor Boutique  (at the Hume Hotel)
422 Vernon Street
Hours:  9:00am - 11:00pm  Daily  |  Delivery available
Phone:  (250) 352-5154
www.humehotel.com/our-hotel/hume-liquor-boutique/
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Hipperson Hardware Company
395 Baker Street
Hours:  Mon-Sat  8:30am - 5:00pm  |  Sun  10:00am - 4:00pm
Phone:  (250) 352-5517
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The Dollar Store
644 Baker Street
Phone:  (250) 352-4644

This Burrito Omelette is awesome! 
(Except for when it's midnight, at which time you're totally outta sweet luck!)

rel~ish Bistro
301 Baker Street
Nelson, BC
V1L 4H6
(250) 352-5232
rel-ish.com/

West Coast Grill at The Prestige Lakeside Resort
Nelson, BC
 
No photos as I had not intended to write about my meal here because I only went to meet with a friend who was staying there.  It was so terrible all around that I couldn't let it go though.

The easy thing I will start with is my friend.  He ordered french toast with bananas, but they brought him kiwis instead.  He was visibly upset about this as he picked them off and was kinda cursing out each piece as he did, and saying something along the lines of how can they mess up a kiwi with a banana?!  They also charged him for two teas when he only had one.
 
Of the two of us, he was the one who got the good service...

I ordered a very simple classic breakfast:  over easy eggs, bacon, sourdough toast, hash browns.
 
The food didn't take long, but as soon as it was put in front of me I zeroed in on the eggs.  Those things were...how do I put it?  The only way they could possibly have been more overcooked is if they were charcoal black and crispy.  The yolks were hard, like, can't even cut up with a fork kind of hard!  That totally defeats the whole purpose of an over-easy egg, as the whole point of those is to dip your toast in the oozing yolk.

I was immediately put-off by it as I have always felt that if you're in a building called the Prestige then your food better be prestigious.
 
My friend used to be a cook for many years, so he knows what's up with good and bad food, and he didn't even hesitate saying that he was gonna get me new food.  I told him no, that I don't send food back unless it has a hair in it, or it makes me sick immediately.  (As an example...spoiled cream or the like!)  Then I explained that if I send it back, that they're just gonna throw it out and I am not OK with that.  I'm kid of the 80's who saw countless times a day on TV the little kids in Ethiopia with bloated stomachs and flies flying around them from desperate starvation; as cliché as it might sound at times, I am very aware of people around the world who don't have food, and would do almost anything for those shitty eggs.  For me to have them thrown out is not acceptable.  My friend said they need to be held accountable.  I told him they will be, and quickly refreshed his memory that I write about food.
 
(A lesser reason I do not send food back because of quality is because I have known many, many cooks over the years, and have heard too many nightmare kitchen stories of what can happen to sent back dishes, so I don't trust round two of rejected food for a second.) 
 
I wasn't really eating the food too much.  I was more in disbelief of how terrible it was while trying to break up parts of the egg with my fork.  I ate a hash brown here and there and talked with my friend about the garbage quality.  That kind of took over the theme of our conversation. 
 
When I had only eaten one slice of toast, a few hash browns, and a bit of one egg, without asking if I was done, the server just showed up and took my food away.  My friend and I both said I wasn't done with it.  He didn't hear us I guess, which was quite impressive as we both said it clear and loud enough for anyone standing only two feet from our table to hear.  He then dropped my fork on the ground, picked it up, and put it on the plate as we both repeated ourselves that I wasn't finished.  This time he heard us and started handing me my plate back with the fork that had just fallen on the floor sitting right in the food. 

In my mind, I was like, "Seriously?!  You're really gonna give a plate of food that has a utensil in it that you just dropped on the floor?!"

His hand was outstretched with the plate, but I wasn't gonna say anything until it got to the table to see if he would actually give it back to me.  Thankfully he retracted his arm and realized what he had just done.  He hesitated for a moment pondering what to do, and then apologized, and said he would get me some more food. 

When he was gone back to the kitchen I looked at my friend and said, "I kinda just wanna leave."  That was when my friend was looking at his bill seeing that he had just been charged for two teas instead of one.
 
The food didn't take long, but I wish it took a little bit longer because this time the eggs were well under cooked.  They were disgusting...like eating snot.  When my server asked me if there was anything else I needed I told him a fork would be great because I didn’t have any utensils. 
 
By this time, my friend had to leave for a meeting, so I just sat there by myself eating gross snotty eggs.  While I was doing that, my server had walked by and taken the cloth napkins off the table.  I was thinking to myself at that point, “I’m not freakin’ done yet.”  He then realized I was not done, so he put down my friend’s used napkin for me.  He then stood there confused as to which one was which and picked up my friend’s and put mine back down, but to me, all I saw was his hands all over it, and I more impressed that he just kept finding ways to take bad and make it worse.  It was quite impressive, especially knowing that he had been a server there for many years.
 
It was a huge mistake to eat that second round of eggs because now I feel terrible.  There is this sludgy, slimy film from my mouth right down to my stomach, and my belly feels like I just ate some rocks.
 
That was quite possibly the worst meal/service combination I have ever had.  Needless to say, when my friend is in town again, we won't be eating there again.  It's really too bad because it is such a nice location, especially the patio on the water, but it's just not worth it.  The disappointment is paramount to virtually every dining experience in that place.

When I left the restaurant, I walked straight over to the Front Desk to ask if I could borrow a pen.  The lady said, "Of course."  I just wanted to write down 'kiwi instead of banana' so I would remember that mistake with my friend's dish.  I didn't finish writing 'instead' because I was kind of distracted talking to the woman at the desk.  She asked me how I was doing.  I said, "Terrible, now!"  With some alarm and definite concern in her voice she asked me why.  I told her that I just had a terrible meal and service at in the restaurant.  It kind of stopped her in her tracks, but she did ask me if I wanted the manager's card.  I told her no...that I know who he is.  I thanked her for the pen and then walked off and went about my day.

The very first meal I ever had that The Prestige in 2000 I remember looking at my friend I was with then and saying, "This is not very Prestigious."  After so many failed attempts at meals there, I gotta say that I am done with it.  I won't waste my time or money going for a meal at The Prestige Lakeside Resort in Nelson, BC.  The rooms are great, but the food is just one let down after another, and the lesson has been learned.

September 2, 2018:  A Grateful Fail!
Montreal Smoked Hash
$13.65 after tax, before tip  (I can't believe I tipped them 15% let alone at all!)

I'm not too sure when I first heard of the Grateful Fed restaurant.  It was a few years ago at least, but I had not been out of the West Kootenay at that time.  Needless to say, I was freakin' psyched to go there sometime.  I had to go there!

I had three Okanagan trips for this little triathlon pack I put together for myself this summer, all taking me through Kelowna, so there is no way I would not be going to the Fed at least once. 

Today was the day...the last of my triathlon tips.  I just finished my last race in Summerland a couple hours ago, and was stopping here on my way back through town.

Like the idiot I am, I forgot to write down the address before I left home, but I had a pretty good idea of where it was.  At least I thought it was on a road that started with 'B' that ran parallel to the main road coming off the bridge.  I just had to turn left when I got into town and I should be OK as I remembered it to be a few blocks.

I found it easier that I thought I might.  I definitely had some anticipation flowing when I located this place from the street.  The real challenging part was finding a shaded parking spot for Fennario.  After a few laps, trying to keep my wits to stay close to where I needed to be I got my parking sorted though...and only a block away from the restaurant. 

So, here I was about to quench a multi year thirst of curiosity.  Exciting! 

I didn't wanna sit out on the patio because I wanted to see what it was like inside...straight through the door I went!

It only took about 2 or 3 seconds to be completely let down.  It should just be called some kinda classic rock thing regurgitated thing.  There is barely any Grateful Dead anywhere.  The only damned actual record I see of theirs is Skeleton's From The Closet.  If you know your shit, you know that is the shittiest record the boys ever put out.  A crap-ass best of released by a label after they left it to capitalize on their back catalogue.  (DO NOT LISTEN TO THE "TURN ON YOUR LOVELIGHT" ON THAT RECORD!  They took that beauty, edited the shit outta it, and turned it into an absolute abomination!)  Speaking of an abomination, they put it right next to a Coors Light neon sign.  I'm not even a beer guy, but I know that shit is absolute garbage!

I went to the washroom when I first walked in though and it was way down the hall at the back of the building.  I had to walk past the kitchen.  I took a quick glance when I passed by.  Daaaaamn...shit just keeps gettin' gnarlier!  

(An offshoot part of my job is to inspect the kitchen where I work, so I know what to look for, and this one...Shit maaaan...those guys don't want me walking through there, that's for damned sure!)

I took a photo of the only real Dead section on the wall, but I couldn't sit beside it 'cause they were rolling cutlery into napkins.  This place seemed to be a crash course on how to shitty even shittier real fast!  I sat beside the Beatles section because of a couple Beatles nut friends of mine.  An old-school bro, Dave, and a newer friend, Kelly.  Thinkin' of those two were the most positive experience in there.

The music they are playing hurts my ears and definitely licks balls!  Of course it wasn't Grateful Dead, or any of the post-Jerry group arrangements, nor was it any of the boys' solo groups.  Not even anything close like Neil Young, Bob Dylan, Jefferson Airplane, Janis Joplin, Jimi Hendrix, Doors, etc, etc, etc.  It was some ball lickin' metal(ish) music that made me wanna stick ice picks in my ears just to take my mind off of the torture I had to sit through!

Although it is 1:30pm, there is no lunch menu, only breakfast.  Total bummer again.  I did not sleep in and am hung over, I want some lunch, not breakfast in the afternoon, but oh well, take what you can get I guess!

The tiny menu was very limited and not very appealing either.  I got a Montreal Smoked Hash.  Outside of thinkin' 'bout Dave and Kelly, pretty much the only positive so far is how fast the food came.

I needed to send a message to a friend who was possibly meeting me there, so when she brought me my food I asked if they had wi-fi.

The password was one they did not deserve:    fedheads

I didn't even have to punch in the password though as it just connected automatically.  Surprise, surprise...they can't even do that right!

I immediately put a post on my facecrack account:

"At The Grateful Fed in Kelowna right now.  Talk about false advertising.  Wonder if I can sue for that shit!"

The server said she would bring me some jams for my toast, but didn't do that.  Oh well...par for the course.  I'm just gonna plow this food into my face so I can get the hell outta here.

As for the food itself...

Where's the ooooooze?!

There is definitely a smokey flavour to the food, but let's face facts, this shit ain't hard to make or fuck up!  

Food OK, but overall rating:

GRATEFUL FAIL!

Oops...I was wrong...food is salty as fuck and I didn't even put anything on that shit.  Also...eggs over easy my ass!  Eggs over cooked more like it!  This place can suck it!

When the server brought my bill to me, she got all excited about the sticker on my laptop:  The Funk Hunters.  I told her it came with my laptop, that I bought it from my friend.  Then I told her, if I put a sticker on it, it would be like the shirt on my back, which was a Grateful Dead tour shirt.  

Was I shocked that this girl got psyched on Funk Hunters and couldn't give a shit about the Grateful Dead in a restaurant called, The Grateful Fed?  Not at this point.

When I left I saw they had packed up the patio.  I guess it was a short day which is why no lunch menu.  Seemed strange to close so early on a sunny Sunday of a long weekend, but was no surprise.

What a total fuckin' joke!  The food sucked!  The kitchen was a disgrace!  The decor licked balls!  The music made me want to kill myself!  

...and they couldn't give one sweet fuck about the Grateful Dead!

As a true connoisseur of all things Grateful Dead, I found the Grateful Fed nothing short of absolutely insulting!

I didn't take a photo of the outside front of the place when I left, because at that point I just couldn't give a shit!

When I got to my van I apologized to Fennario for the waste of time.  (I wonder if any of them would even know the significance of my doggie's name...oops...I don't have to wonder that.  Of course they wouldn't!)

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I got in my van and popped in an old tape from 12-12-73 and blared it.  I needed to knock that shit outta my head and get it straight with what the Grateful Dead really meant!

I went to the Kootenay Country Co-Op today.  I hadn't been there for awhile.  I thought it was time to go grab some food there as I have been to the Wednesday Market, Evergreen Natural Foods, and Safeway in Nelson.

The Co-Op has recently moved locations to their long anticipated new building.  It is much, much bigger than it was before, offering much more selection of goods.  I was psyched to see what I could get there as I have been on a pretty limited grocery list for my diet.

I was in there early in the morning, which was nice as it wasn't too busy.  Long ago, I used to have a self imposed rule to never go there on a Friday afternoon as it would be so busy I would just bail on what I needed and try again after the weekend.

I was quite surprised by the limited amount of produce available to me.  They had plastic tags and stickers on so much of their stuff too.  Although this no new plastic thing is much easier than I anticipated going in, I kinda can't wait for it to be done so I can eat some damned bananas and avocados again.

Right out front of their door was a display of peaches that I wanted to get.  They were in the Pulp Fibre cartons.  I was psyched.  I grabbed a pack and had a fatty smile on my face.  Then I remembered that my time restricted eating schedule was for when I was at work.  

I immediately started picturing myself eating peaches at work and knew that sticky fruit hands were not gonna be at all conducive to my work environment, so sadly I put them down.  I might go back on Friday to get some for the weekend, but can't say for sure as I might just go somewhere else instead

I poked around the produce and got some stuff that would be good for me and that I could bring to work.  Before I left I needed to grab some more rice as I was out.  I also decided on a bit of elbow pasta too.  I got the ultra-hippy kind too:  Quinoa-Rice pasta elbows!

I brought the worng lids to the containers I had with me, and couldn't get new ones, but I did have a couple old bags that I have used for a long time.  **I only bring a few new bags into my house per year as it is...just reuse the crap outta them.

Once I had the rice and pasta, I was set enough for myself, and headed towards the checkout.  On my way there I passed by the salad bar cafe stands.  They didn't have much out for serving yet because it was so early, but they did have something that caught my eye:  Enchiladas!  

Those fuckers looked good.  Before committing to getting some in my mind I had to check on the packaging.  They had the hard papery recyclable take away packaging, so I was goin' for it.  They weren't too big, but I only grabbed a couple.

Now, armed with those, I was ready to make my break to the checkout, pay for my food, and get the hell outta town so I could crawl into bed for some sleep.

I unloaded everything to get rung through, then walked around to the other side of the till to start packaging up.  Once the girl was done with my stuff she leveled me with the bad news:

$72.54

In my head all I was thinking was, "Are you fuckin' kidding me?!  SEVENTY TWO FREAKIN' FIFTY FUCKIN' FOUR!  Who in their right gawd damned mind thinks this is OK?!"

I was looking at the food I had.  Here is the list:

-Some Sprouts
-A little bit of Carrots
-A small amount of rice and elbow pasta
-2 Zucchini's
-2 Heads of Broccoli
-1 Bunch of Celery
-2 Bulbs of Garlic
-3 Small Red Onions
-5 Beets
-10  Potatoes
-2 Small Enchiladas from their Salad Bar thing

No matter how I looked at it, I couldn't for the life of me figure out how this small amount of food could cost this much gawd damned money!  These people are outta their damned minds if they think this is acceptable.  There's no need to wonder why people can't afford to shop and eat at this place.  I was just glad I had some cash left over from a Gift Card thing I bought as a fundraiser one of my friend's kids was doing.

I'm all for supporting local business and stuff, but this makes ridiculous look awesome!

Many years ago, when I was on a small disability of about $450/month after my rent portion I was able to shop exclusively at the Co-Op.  Now I bust my ass workin' like a mutha-fucka and I can't afford to shop here exclusively.  The new Co-Op is outta freakin' control with this kinda shit goin' on, that's for damned sure!  I'll keep goin' there for the odd thing I can't get elsewhere in town, but for staples, this place can go to hell!  They sure talk a lot about being community oriented, but this says the exact opposite.  My goodness!

(I'm gonna put photos of my menu tonight throughout this, but food list is at the end.)

I'm still making up some ground on my fitness end of things.  I can also feel the changes in my body starting to take hold as well.  My muscles are tired, but they are really tightening up a lot faster.  I had been working out for awhile now, but not like this.  Typically, one or two rest days a week are ideal to rest my body and let my muscles breathe so-to-say.  Going hard every day is definitely a change, but it is not what I am writing about today.  My topic of the day is "sugar!"

This was a surprise thing I never really thought about.  Eliminating all new plastics really altars what one can eat.  Pretty much everything in a package is gone; and then there are things like bananas and avocados that disappear from the menu as well because of the simple little stickers put on each of them.  (I will keep mentioning those because I really miss them already.)

Rosemary, Garlic, Ginger, Seasoning swimming in hot Chicken Stock

When you remove all plastics, the food that is left over is just natural fresh produce as well as grains.  Meats all come in wrappers of some sort...even the film on the inside of the paper meat gets wrapped in is a disqualifier.  Even though I don't eat too much meat, I do find myself missing chicken just because I can't have it, not necessarily because I want it.

With only fresh organic food on the menu, I was sure my tolerance for sweet, sugary things would really disappear.  I didn't realize how much until this morning.

I went into Safeway immediately after work as I was dropping something off at a friend's who lives nearby.  I was on the cusp of my restricted eating time, so I went there to see if there was anything available to me.  (I was hoping for some fresh bread from the bakery)  Turns out that pretty much the entire store is off limits, even their little bit of organic produce.  (The Safeway in Nelson has a really hurtin' organic department as it is.  Save-On-Foods is quite literally 100 times better with abundance in selection for organics and bulk foods...possibly even 200 times.  You can tell SOF actually listens to their customers needs and is aware of their demographic.  Safeway has their heads up their asses in this regard.)  Plastic everywhere!

When I went to the bakery, I was immediately eyeing up the bread in paper bags.  It was all off limits too as every one of their paper bags had a thin plastic window in them.  Bummer!  All that was left was the bulk bakery stuff.

I scanned through what their bulk selection had.  I grabbed 4 bagels.  When I left, I caught a glimpse of the doughnuts and figured it was my only chance, so what the hell.  I grabbed a couple chocolate dipped ones.  

I had them all in a paper bag, but although it isn't plastic, I still didn't like bringing that home as I am kinda getting into the non-existent waste effect all of this is having.

I started digging into the doughnut before I even got outta the store.  I instantly regretted it.  The sugar was so overwhelming my body didn't seem to know what to do.  My taste buds were on the front lines and were totally horrified.  I got a glimpse of light headedness too that took no time to show itself.  I could feel it travel right down my throat, leaving a thick sludgy residue behind.  I didn't get heartburn, but a shitty feeling did emerge

Aside from the obvious overwhelm, I was actually fascinated by how fast my body acclimated to the effects of fresh, natural organic produce, rooted mostly in rich greens like kale and broccoli.

Even though the doughnut made me feel like shit in numerous ways, I am glad I had it, because it really showed me something.  Yes, the terrible effects it has on my body, but also opened my eyes to the effect of how removing plastic can severely alter one's diet for the better as a whole.  It was like a minor epiphany that I won't soon forget.  I never really gave thought to the way plastic influences so much of our foods we eat and that are available to us.

I'm definitely not trying to be a condescending prick or anything, and I'm definitely not saying I won't eat sugar again., but this is just a simple observation for what I have experienced so far...and it happened in no time at all.

With the doughnut behind me, it's back onto the regular program...with a touch vigor.  (The bagels, by the way, I gave most of them to my dog.)  On the menu for tonight is my favourite thing to make...my one-pot meal I make in my skillet.

I have made this for Jana a couple times and she loves it!  It's just a lotta different vegetables, a sauce or stock, and usually boneless skinless chicken breast.  (No chicken tonight though!)

My ingredient list for tonight:

-Chicken Stock that I made on Day 1 (from the leftover roast chicken I had)
-Fresh Rosemary
-Garlic
-Ginger
-1 Yam
-7 Small Red Potatoes
-1 Beet
-2 Celery Stalks
-Lots of Broccoli
-Some Red Onion
-Zucchini

Toss that shit in a skillet, put a lid on it, and throw 'er in the oven for 40-50 minutes.  Stylin'!  The only bummer is I can't eat it hot outta the oven as I have to wait til I go to work dammit!