We Take Ourselves With Us

In researching gf-friendly breakfast spots in Vancouver, I found that an outpost of Cora’s was near. Yes! If you’ve following our journeys to Toronto, you know our deep love for Cora’s.   It was a gloriously sunny day in Vancouver as we set off for the short 15 minute walk to breakfast.   We hadn’t seen much of our neighborhood thus far, so we were surprised to find that our hotel was about 5 minutes from Vancouver’s main shopping drag.   We walked past everything from Footlocker to Prada along our route—all closed this early in the morning.   Penn was on the hunt for a new pair of Kyrie 3 Nikes (the gods are punishing me by making my son follow a Cavalier), and we had stumbled on the perfect place to find them … after we ate.  Here's our hotel silhouetted against the sky. Canada's quiet desperation: It was about 8 am on a Monday morning, but the line at Cora’s was already out the door.   Seriously, if you’re in Canada, eat at Cora’s, and i...

Going into day four at FE, we were feeling the burn.  The littlest superheroes in our bunch needed some re-energizing to make the trek back for another full FE experience. Luckily, Cora's is always there to save us on day four!  Year after year, we walk in exhausted and leave filled with insane breakfast delights.  Here's Cora's in a nutshell.  Harper: "I don't know. I want eggs Benedict, but I also want a crepe." Me: "Did you see the Bene-Crepes? It's an omelet wrapped in a crepe covered with Benedict sauce." Harper: "Score!" Completely filled with carbs of every family--pancakes, crepes, toast, potatoes, oatmeal--we followed the world's coolest hoodies to FE.  Seriously, a Princess Leia hoodie with the cinnabuns?  Love! Harper was in her finest Wonder Woman cape-T, Penn had two t-shirts.  The first half of the day, he wore his Delorean blueprint.  And, if he had a buck for every time someone asked h...