The gas in Gastown refers to Gassy Jack, a famous district resident, but in the modern era it could easily be because the district is a gastronomes delight.
After the WordCamp Vancouver conferencedowntown, my colleague implored that we take a walk to the tacky tourist shops and cobbled streets to find something to eat. While the shops selling tshirts with all sorts of stereotypical Canadiana may bring a furrow to your brow, the restaurants will not.
There is Pourhouse, Salt Tasting Room, Alibi Room, Irish Heather, and Boneta to name a few. Our choice was to stop in to The Flying Pig at 102 Water St.
The menu is simple, comfort food. The room is bright and open. The staff friendly and timely. We sat upstairs with a quieter spot to have a conversation, the bar area below was bustling.
Craving some west coast seafood, I had a salmon plate and a lobster risotto, while my colleague dug in to some short ribs. From small plates to full meals, you can do a little bit of everything at The Flying Pig.