While I love to try new places to eat, I often find myself reverting to classic standbys when I travel particularly for work. Time is generally a factor as well as location. It’s far too easy to grab a quick bite at a fast food restaurant I know on my way somewhere. Last week at a meeting in Dartmouth I had a chance to try something equally quick but a bit on the quirky side.
Truckside Food Truck Food Court is exactly what it sounds like: a food court setting with food trucks offering different fair. It’s a fun atmosphere with something for everyone. Me, I had donair poutine:
With two so-bad-for-you-but-so-good foods combined together, it couldn’t be anything but great. (And it was).
My love of visiting islands is no secret. While Big Tancook Island didn’t make my top 5 it has been on my radar for a few years as a place I’d like to visit.
I have a pretty clear definition of what makes an island an island. If you can drive there, your island status has pretty much been revoked in my mind. It’s the challenge of ferry service that sets island life apart from that of mainland destinations. The ferry to Tancook didn’t disappoint. I was fascinated by the loading/unloading process. No cars for visitors touring the island or for islanders heading to the mainland. Cargo is loaded into containers and hoisted on and off the ferry.
William G. Ernst
Before arriving on Big Tancook, the ferry stops at Little Tancook Island, just long enough to load and unload.
Unloading the ferry at Little Tancook
Little Tancook Island
Little Tancook Island
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One of my favourite parts of work trips is when there is an opportunity to tour the area, particularly the wharves and harbours. While these stops used to make me crazy when I was growing up (I would have much preferred a gift shop or two) I’ve learned to appreciate the bustle and character each harbour possesses. Here are some highlights from last week in Cape Breton.
Generally when I pack for a work trip I make sure I have some type of lounge wear/slob wear in my suitcase that is appropriate for wandering the halls of whatever hotel I happen to be in. I’ve learned the hard way that no matter how quick the trip to the vending machines might be, you will inevitably run into someone you know when you’re making the run in the bathrobe from the room. (True story)
Part of my comfort wear includes flip flops but apparently I had a mental relapse when I packed yesterday morning because when I opened my bag, I realized the only shoes I had were the ones on my feet. While find them comfortable, I’d been wearing them for about 12 hours and the thought of wearing them through our group supper just wasn’t working for me.
So I sent a quick Facebook message to my work cohorts, relatively certain they would tell me that this:
wasn’t really appropriate for the hotel restaurant/bar for the evening.
That wasn’t the message back. So that’s how I went to supper:
My feet thanked me for it. And really, they did sort of match my ensemble.
Cheesecake for dessert at the Cafe at the Rooms in St. John’s.
Bologna is one of those foods you either love or hate. I happen to fall in the love category, though I consider it mostly a lunch/supper fare. When I saw bologna as a breakfast meat, I knew I had to try it. The French toast was good too. (PJ Billington’s in St. John’s)
Cod cakes at the Cafe at the Rooms in St. John’s
Scallop salad with bacon. Need I say more. (PJ Billington’s in St. John’s)
Chocolaty goodness for dessert at Portabellos in St. John’s
My sister and brother in law were in Newfoundland visiting his family at the same time I was there. We frequently compared food via text and I was a bit confused when she said she was having a “mess” for lunch. I was so excited to discover “weiner mess” on the menu of the food truck in Farewell while waiting for the ferry to Fogo. My brother in law says I should have had dressing on it, but it was really good as is.
The first night in St. John’s we went to George Street and had fish and chips in a pub. Classic.
Scallop salad at the Mystic Restaurant at Sinbad’s Hotel in Gander
Salt fish dinner is one of my favourites, so I had to try salt cod pizza. This was one of the best things I ate all summer. The best part: it was topped with pork scraps (which fancy people call scrunchions.) (Nicole’s Cafe on Fogo)
Calamari from Newfoundland squid. I’m not a huge calamari fan, but this was good. (Nicole’s Cafe on Fogo Island)
My Caesar at the Cafe at the Rooms in St. John’s. Much spicer than my usual Caesar (Hello Sriracha) with a spicy sausage as a garnish.
My trip to Newfoundland in July included lots of good food (of course). You know it was good when you’re still thinking about it two months later. 🙂