My appeals were denied by all but two members of kin: one offered an archaic two-wheeler with a broken inner tube, while the other advised against using the age-old bike and offered to accompany me on a Mobi ride around Stanley Park instead.
All odds seemed to be in my favour as the clouds parted to yield an absolutely breathtaking view of the skyline along the blue waters.
The interior was relatively quiet for an early Saturday afternoon: only a few other ice cream-goers stood ahead of us. We joined the lineup inside the sweet-smelling shop and patiently awaited the opportunity to try this hyped creation.
I sampled Organic Matcha, Roasted Pecan with Vancouver Island Sea Salt, and another flavour of whose name I cannot recall. Matcha became an instant favourite of mine for its intense grassy aroma and slightly bitter notes. Generally, I tend to stray from nut-based concoctions, but the Roasted Pecan truly swept me off my feet. The pecans had been ground to an unthinkable smoothness, exhibiting only fine remnants of copper-toned shells; the nuttiness was then further enhanced with a dose of sea salt, taking it to formidable new heights.
The servings were devoured on the "patio" just before the lineup began to reveal its true colours - er, length.
A crew of pleasant and patient staff was also greatly appreciated.
< Pictured above and below: Acai Blueberry Pomegranate Smoothie, Americano, and Banana Bread >
It was a shame considering that the comfortable dining environment. Of course, the experience would have been even more enjoyable if both washroom stalls had been functioning and the condiment bar was replenished on a regular basis. The high volume of customers had resulted in lavatory wait times averaging at ten minutes!