After just about eighteen years in Pittsburgh, I'm entering my final week of living in the city. Despite the excitement of moving forward, it's tough to say goodbye. So many memories, so many places seen and not seen, so many photos taken and not yet taken.
Over the Moon
The third and final in my three-post series on Vancouver restaurants, and quite possibly the best for last. As much as we love our casual lunch spots, we knew the most special experience would be at The Acorn, an incredible vegetarian restaurant in the Riley Park neighborhood. The first time we were at Acorn was at the end of a very long rainy day in November. We had walked more than fifteen miles at that point and the downpour had rarely let up. But our meal at Acorn was a transcendent experience that rejuvenated body and soul. Our second visit was no less magical, even if the weather was completely different. We got our same cozy table by the window, but this time it was open onto a perfectly mild summer evening. I doubt any single restaurant will ever mean more to us than Acorn, even if we don't return for ten more years.