The Farmer's Apprentice

All my travels always feel like a mad dash whirlwind, but none more so than Vancouver. Having forgotten that the West Coast is the only time zone in which I experience jet lag, I found myself unable to sleep more than a few hours at night and unable to nap during the day. Pretty soon, this led to what was probably a case of mild exhaustion. I felt a constant, bone-deep fatigue and ever-persistent nausea, similar to when you wake up much too early and compensate with caffeine that turns your stomach into a pit of seething nerves but does nothing about the gaping pit of energy. This was all shrouded in the cold damp of Vancouver’s rainy season, and the trip turned into a hazy memory with a few meals scattered here and there. One of these meals was at Farmer’s Apprentice, a restaurant celebrating the growers and seasons of the Pacific northwest. For November, this meant one thing: mushrooms. Enjoy.

Agnolotti in Mushroom Broth

I cannot find any notes on this meal, and my memories are hazy at best. I do not remember what this dish was.

Carrots Roasted en Papillote with Butter and Coffee Beans

Fried Egg. Roasted Parsnips (?). Mushroom Duxelle

Something with Morels?

Beets? Mint Ice Cream.

Brown Butter (?) Shortbread

Date: November 2017

Camera: Canon 6D