What We Crave
It's another gray and misty Sunday morning. Take refuge from the rain in Jade Garden's
tiny lobby, which is crammed until 3 p.m. with hungry guests who
wistfully watch the dim sum trolleys wheel by. Food rolls through here
so quickly, though, that even if you show up at the busiest hour,
you'll be pointing and nodding at your favorite bamboo baskets of
yumminess in no time. We're more than happy to wait a little while to
stuff ourselves with mouthfuls of barbecue pork hum bao. These little
pillows of fluffy steamed dough may look like plush toys, but each airy
bite is generously packed with succulent and slightly sweet morsels of
shredded pork that warm us through to our toes.
By Lara Ferroni | October 31, 2007
The outing: High above the city's Chinatown International District, adjacent to the gritty concrete of Interstate 5, a garden grows. The tiered plots of the Danny Woo Community Garden on South Main Street are tenderly cared for, and the minimalist Kobe Terrace Park that adjoins it seems committed to sharing the secrets of the young lovers that stroll through.
Like the neighborhood the garden serves, community is evident in every part of the bustling Chinatown ID, proving all the more why a day trip should go beyond that cursory dim-sum brunch.
By Lisa Chiu | November 24, 2005
VANCOUVER, B.C. — My friend is in the throes of a serious bangle binge. She simply cannot get enough of the tinkling bracelets that adorn the lithe, latte-colored limbs of sari-wrapped Indian women.
Worn in multiples — 10 or 12 an arm — the bracelets move like a wave and sound like a waterfall. They come in every color of the rainbow, in plastic, metal and glass, some winking with bits of reflective glass.
By Jill Wendholt Silva | February 20, 2003
