
“Do you speak Cantonese?” the man at the next table asks, setting down his Sing Tao Daily and peering at me over the top of his reading glasses.
I shake my head.
“Then why do you come to a Chinese cafe? Why …

“Do you speak Cantonese?” the man at the next table asks, setting down his Sing Tao Daily and peering at me over the top of his reading glasses.
I shake my head.
“Then why do you come to a Chinese cafe? Why …
What are you craving this weekend?
It’s been unseasonably cool and wet here in Vancouver, the kind of days when you want to head for a cafe and linger over a big mug of café au lait…

Endolyne Joe’s is a pretty straight shot south of our house in West Seattle. But we don’t always think of it as a place to dine because many of their plates are meat-based. Every month or so, ...