Okay, I guess? I wasn't really expecting a whole lot, but I had an overwhelming urge for donair for lunch and I rolled down here.
I didn't really get that weird vibe the others have mentioned, but the owner/counter guy is one of those people that are personable, but can easily easily get on your nerves. The type of person that says twenty loud words for every single word you say. I ordered the... more
In San Francisco, I honed my brunching skills. But Vancouver doesn't seem to have brunch culture. What you do have is donair, and so I'm on a quest to discover Vancouver's best.
Mr. Donair is my second stop, Port Moody's Donair Town being my first. Nevermind the ambiance, I'll eat in a meat cave if the taste is there. I realize that the meat is ontologically dubious, but within the spectrum of... more