I had been told by several people not to miss visiting Granville Island, but had only been told that it was a cute artsy community and had a great farmers' market. We really ended up loving it more than we expected to given just that expectation.

There were vendors selling Italian homemade pasta and sauces and I was finally able to get some of the pecorino cheese I had been searching for to use in my pesto recipe. We sipped lattes outside of the French bread bakery in the square listening to a French street singer croon about the "Champs de Elyse" (or however in the hell you spell it - I had never even heard it said correctly with a real French pronunciation before this). We laughed joking that we had thought it was said like Champs (like the champ in champions) day Elease. Truly it was a "bon jour."