We rarely find ourselves out of Vancouver during the weekends unless there are errands to run or we decide to go on a quick getaway. The former was the case a couple of weeks ago, combined with fasting and an early rise. It’s only fitting that we reward ourselves with a nice brunch, or so we justify while we each ate a glazed donut at Krispy Kreme minutes after our glucose test. The couple that fasts, have lab work together and eats together stays together, right?
I’ve heard about The Wooden Spoon before and put it in the backburner because it was far from us. J suggested the place and since we’re already out in Delta, we might as well take the extra minutes to drive to White Rock because it seemed like a nice place to check out—the menu looked good. On a Sunday morning. We completely forgot about that part, thinking that we could easily get a table.
“It’s going to be a an hour to an hour and a half wait. Is that okay?”
It was a lovely sunny day by the beach and we just had our sugar fix. Sure.
It didn’t end up being that long, but after having a quick shopping trip at the Filipino store next door called Pinoy Tambayan (it means “Filipino Hangout”, in case you’re curious) we were already midway to the next city to check out another place and had to turn around when we received the text message that our table was ready. This was about half an hour after we made a reservation. Ooops. [It’s great that they can notify you via text message, instead of holding on to a limited-range pager.] Thankfully our table was still waiting for us 15 minutes later. Thanks, Wooden Spoon!
Staff were very friendly and drinks arrived quickly. Good coffee and boozy cocktails. Check!
We decided to share two dishes:
(1) Smoked salmon on scrambled eggs, goat cheese and toasted croissant with a side of salad. I want this available on every room service breakfast menu. I’d be more included to order if the offerings weren’t so blah.
(2) A breakfast biscuit sandwich of egg, cheddar, tomato jam, aioli and arugula, with bacon on the side because the beau doesn’t eat meat. Served with a side of their in-house kettle chips with hollandaise. OH, boy.
Their tomato jam deserves a mention. I’d gladly buy it in a jar if I could!
We had a lovely brunch experience. Yes, it had downtown Vancouver prices, but it was worth it (including the wait). I’m guessing this place is even more popular during the summer. A stone’s throw away from the water, it’s a perfect stop before a stroll along the beach.