Mr. Al and I were feeling pretty cocky today since we worked out on the treadmill and stair master this morning. We should have left it at that, considering we have become butterballs since we’ve arrived, here, at Whistler. I mean, what are you going to do on rainy days other than enjoy a few culinary delights, right?
Today was a blog worthy meal. Cocky Mr. Al and Cocky Chronicler Cam were hungry after their workout and decided to find a quick snack.
There was a restaurant that had attracted our attention, but because this is the slow season, it was closed when we decided to check it out.
Not so today.
The restaurant is close to where we are staying in Upper Village and is called the Ciao-Thyme Bistro (“Chow Time” cute, huh?) It’s tag line is Organically Inspired Cuisine and is the caterer to the famous Scandinavian Spa also located in Whistler. However, we went in there because a) it’s close and b), it serves breakfast all day and c), Mr. Al loves breakfast all day.
So there you go.
Perfect place to eat.
We walk in out of the rain to a small, clean and modest establishment. Dave Matthews Band was playing over the speakers. It was just at the end of the lunch run and we pretty much had the place to ourselves.
We shed our rain gear and ordered a cappuccino which we sipped while perusing our menu. (I’m really into the cappuccinos these days and am ordering them everywhere we go…unless, it’s… ahem…cocktail hour. If it’s cocktail hour, I’m into various kinds of martinis…over at Earl’s in the Lower Village they’ve got a really yummy raspberry lemon drop).
Mr. Al ordered the Peak of Breakfasts which was griddlecakes, eggs, hash browns, bacon and maple syrup. I ordered I’d-died-and-gone-to-heaven. That’s my name for it. On the menu, it’s called BC Seafood Linguini—smoked salmon, mussels, clams and baby spinach in a wine and pesto sauce. It was so picture worthy! See for yourself–
Is that not beautiful? All fresh and organic and piles and PILES of clams and mussels. I kept finding more as I ate through the salmon and the pasta. They were so thoughtful to add the garlicy bread to soak up the sauce which I didn’t see until I was halfway through. I almost took an “after” picture, but thought that that would be a bit too much for those with sensitive tummies.
After lunch, we wandered around the Lower Village, planning what we wanted to do tomorrow, window shopping and shopping as well. The fall colors really pop against a dark sky.
Here’s a lovely little waterfall that spills down from the mountains and has been tamed and converted into something kinda zen-like. The water’s been really silty and grey with runoff.
Here’s a salmon carving that was expensive and beautiful. I took the picture hoping to inspire Mr. Al to carve something similar to us, pull him out of retirement, perhaps.
And since we are talking about food, there’s a wonderful bakery very close to the Olympic Plaza called Purebread (so clever they are with the naming of things.)
We stopped in to get some breakfast so we can get an early start on tomorrow’s adventure, which I shall tell you about tomorrow….Tally Ho!