Bulgogi Benny Brunch at Kook's Cooks

A dim, jazz-soaked 1960s Tokyo cafe in Chinatown, where tajarin with uni is just how dinner starts.

North America's biggest night market: a hundred-plus food stalls, carnival games and neon, Friday through Sunday nights beside Bridgeport station.

A Top Chef alum runs the griddle at this pastel 1950s room on Pemberton, where the coin-tiled floor was laid by hand and the milkshakes are still spun to order.

A low-lit East Hastings room where Pacific Northwest cooking gets a Japanese edit and the natural wine list has its own devoted regulars.

A Michelin Guide pick on the corner of Homer and Smithe that runs cafe by day, 800-degree pizzeria by night, and lounge after that.

Peruvian-Japanese nikkei plates in a glass room facing Lions Gate Bridge, best appreciated the moment the sun hits Burrard Inlet.

A tiny Queensbury Village brunch room where the eggs benedict lands on house-made savoury bread pudding instead of an English muffin.

A sleek Coquitlam bistro with a 4.5 across nearly a thousand reviews, because the lamb biryani has something to say for itself.

A thirty-year-old Richmond warehouse hung with classic records and old instruments, serving crab cake bennies and waffles from 8am, seven days.

The cult Belgian brewery on Thunderbird Crescent where national-medal sours and golden tripels await anyone clever enough to find it.

A 38-seat binchotan counter where the chef hands the roll straight across, still warm, and the nori is still crackling.

The sunny tiled downtown room with legendary Belgian waffles, a lavender dark chocolate situation, and a line that is genuinely worth it.

Vikram Vij's legendary modern Indian room, where the wine-marinated lamb popsicles have been redefining romance since the '90s.

Doors at 7am, a glass roof over the Fraser, and thirteen kinds of eggs benedict at the only Dutch breakfast room in the region.