We have vacations and we have staycations. I don’t know if the term “daycation” is a thing yet, but if not I will happily take credit for it. Please and thank you very much. *flips hair*
I was generously invited on a daycation to Banff and Jasper by a couple of new gal pals (one of whom I will be traveling internationally with in the near future). I suspect this daycation was a clever way to test the waters of future travel compatibility and honestly, I agree! Why not do a test run before actually getting on a plane together? Makes perfect sense!
In order to get a proper early start on Saturday, we all stayed at J’s place Friday night. Popcorn, wine, cupcakes and a movie. The next morning we woke around 6 o’clock, showered, loaded up the car and hit the road…with unintentional matching jackets on our backs. It wasn’t long before we started driving through mountain territory, on route to our breakfast destination.
Being that the three of us are all self-proclaimed foodies, this daycation was in fact completely based around having breakfast, lunch and supper at one particular restaurant. T and J has discovered this hidden gem on a previous trip to the mountains and deemed it worthy of a return visit. They were not mistaken.
Now, I’m a bit torn on how much information to share with you. On one hand, the aspiring travel blogger in me absolutely wants to share every detail, but on the other hand…the selfish food lover wants to keep it all to herself. So what to do, what to do?! While I worry that T and J might be upset if I share the name of our daycation destination, I can tell you that it rhymes with Florm Flountain Flodge. How about that for a ridiculously childish compromise?
Breakfast was delicious. Quite honestly, one of the best breakfasts I’ve had in a long time. You would think that a simple mushroom omelette with fruit and scones would be at least a satisfactory pass… this omelette breakfast was on another level! At least three types of mushrooms filled this omelette, which was topped with some magical sweet and savory tomato jam. Fresh baked lemon cranberry scone with Devonshire cream and homemade preserves. A big cup of Earl Grey tea for me and Genmaicha green tea for T and J. We ate slowly and quickly, torn between savouring and devouring this delicious breakfast. We had some more scones, cream and preserves wrapped up to go and then made the drive to Jasper.
T had pre-purchased our tickets for the Glacier Skywalk, so after a couple hours in the car we arrived at the Columbia Icefields, somewhat mentally prepared to walk over a cliff.
I’ll be honest, I don’t feel too nervous with these types of things. Glass floors at great heights don’t scare me, although I can understand how other people would be nervous. After all, structures like the Glacier Skywalk are built with the intention of freaking people out. It was awesome though! I could have set up camp and enjoyed a cup of tea out there on the Skywalk. T and J not so much, but I commend them for not allowing their nerves to get the better of them. Fear-stomping queens that they are!
It might be summer time, but this area is called the Icefields for a reason. It was chilly! So we warmed up in the car with our extra scones before driving back to Florm Flountain Flodge.
We arrived early for supper which actually worked out perfectly. We enjoyed some genmaicha tea and charcuterie in front of the fire. Cured meats, savoury cheeses, homemade bread and crackers…delightful! Some slow snacking by the fire still allowed us to enjoy our supper.
I often hear people comment that there is not really any “Canadian food”, aside from maple syrup and pouting. Maybe we don’t have an obvious or distinctive cuisine here in Canada, but it does exist. As I remarked to T and J over supper, “THIS is Canadian food!” A talented chef can take our falsely accused “boring” ingredients and make them into something incredible. What is more Canadian than a meal that’s been slow cooked over an open fire in a log cabin?! It’s a beautiful thing! Canadian food is local food. Game meat. Fresh seasonal veggies. Sauces mixed from a multitude of national flavors. Chicken from a nearby farm. Patience. Creativity.
I had a vegetarian meal of fire roasted eggplant with pasta, butternut squash & apple…and every beautiful vegetable Chef Guillaume could get his hands on. This was the best meal I’ve had in ages. Ages!
Full and tired, J drove us back to Calgary for another sleepover. In the morning, we ended our adventures with a Turmeric Coconut Latté and once I was home…a nap.