“Oh-my-god! Can you title your blog post about Halifax ‘Slow Jazz and Shrimp Tacos’?”
Well, yes, Claire, your wish is my command. Here you go: Slow Jazz and Shrimp Tacos. It’s actually quite the genius post title and I must admit, I loved it as soon as I heard it – so, thanks! We were at Stayner’s Wharf on the Halifax waterfront, enjoying what I thought was the best meal I’ve had up until that point in our trip: shrimp tacos with rice and black beans. They were positively divine and I devoured every last bit that came on my plate. You see, it had been a long, long day. We started from Baddeck on Cape Breton Island, drove for approximately 5 hours in the worst torrential rain known to mankind (I know, I’ll eventually stop talking about how bad this rain was, just give me some time to get over it), stopped by Peggy’s Cove, backtracked, and finally ending our day at the Halifax waterfront.
With the jazz band playing rather noisily in the background, we talked about how different Halifax is from Toronto. East coasters abide by a different set of rules and they certainly look at time with a more laid-back attitude. Life is more slow-paced and relaxed. At one time, it took the Tim Hortons’ cashier a good 5 minutes to make my coffee. Seriously. That’s totally unheard of in Toronto! Plus, drivers are so damn obedient and I love it! For all the time we were driving there, I did not see someone driving on the left (aka the passing) lane. If they need to pass, they would pass you, and quickly revert back to the right lane, almost as if I would report them to the police if they don’t. Signals were never missed and a stop at a stop-sign was a full and legit 3-second stop, instead of the usual rolling stop everyone does in Toronto. We discussed how tourist friendly the entire region is – there is a Visitors’ Center EVERYWHERE. And, I also mentioned they are friendly to gluten-free travelers; I ran across several places that offered a gluten-free menu for those with sensitive stomachs. Heck, even Cows’ offered to make you a gluten-free waffle cone! It’s observations like these that make travel so much fun!
I had originally planned to have Cows Ice Cream from Charlottetown, where it was originally from, but seeing as we got into town so late at night, I wasn’t really in the mood for ice cream (gasp, I know, I should ALWAYS be in the mood for ice cream! I’m still surprised at myself, actually). In the attempt of redeeming myself, I begged Claire and Chris to take me to Cows despite the fact that it was quite chilly last night. They agreed (wise move – never, ever deny a tourist an ice cream!), we had fun marveling at the quirky souvenirs on display at the store, and, of course, we each enjoyed scoops of the delicious ice cream (Moo York Cheesecake for me!).
What a perfect way to end the night!