as a kid, my family would drive by save on meats every once in a while, since it was on our way to harbour tower or stanley park. this was considered the “bad” part of town, and i suppose for some it still may be–there would be lots of haggardly dressed men and women wandering the streets, pushing shopping carts and looking “scary”, and i was never, ever to go here. basically, this part of vancouver was just chinatown, gastown and downtown, and the part in between was not worth talking about, or visiting, at all. many years later, i still find myself being extra wary when i’m in the neighbourhood, and i know that while i should be careful, there is no need to cast such negative eyes on the residents of the dtes. sure, some may have habits that aren’t very appealing to me, but their misfortune shouldn’t be a reason for me to not venture here– in fact, i think i could stand to learn quite a bit. so, with just a little bit of trepidation, samson and i travelled together to grab a bite at