This is why we went to Steveston yesterday. We were conducting our own research on a cafe I've mentioned before: The Fisherman's Boot. We gathered up a friend who enjoys these out-of-the-way culinary experiences and off we went.
As you can see from the photos, it was an unpretentious place. To the extreme. Inside the front door, we were confronted with a long, featureless hall. The door which was ajar provided the only clue. Once inside, it's warm and worn like an old slipper. The menu is short, the coffee on tap and the waitress is old school. The kids' wagon train is evidence that they like it, too.
There's a lot of deep-fried stuff on that menu and I think every item would be great. All three of us enjoyed food that we thought had disappeared. It was just the way it used to be. You know, back in the olden days. Not that we'd want to eat it very often but good to know when you get a craving for fried food that satisfaction isn't far away.
And there's a reading room, too. Since this cafe serves all those who work at this dockyard, there seems to be a need for lots of reading material. Magazines, newspapers and lots of pocketbooks. All available in a little alcove where you could take your meal or morning coffee.
We'd go back. How much higher can the praise get?
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