Brunch, Italian

InterJew #5: Claire Livia Lassam (co-owner, Livia)

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By Michael White

Born in the U.S. and raised in Toronto, Claire Livia Lassam moved to Vancouver in 2007 and, upon discovering the neighbourhood on and around Commercial Drive, found the community she never knew she needed.

After more than a decade working in local restaurants, she and husband/business partner Jordan Pires opened the Italian-themed Livia (also known, variously, as Livia Sweets and Livia Forno e Vino) in January 2019. Beginning as a bakery and café, it was an instant hit. After surviving the pandemic by repurposing a side window for walk-up takeout service, Claire and Jordan gradually introduced brunch/lunch menus, weekend dinners, and wine and cocktail programs (including an expansive variety of Negronis).

At the time of this writing, Livia has just celebrated its fifth anniversary and is more popular than ever.

This interview has been edited for brevity and clarity.

What’s your earliest memory of being taken to a restaurant?
The first good restaurant was Millie’s, which was owned by my godmother’s friend’s husband. We’re not close, but he did get me my first restaurant job. It was just a nice, simple Italian restaurant on Avenue Road in Toronto — it wasn’t fancy, but it felt special when we went there. Also, when I was really little, my dad worked at the University of Toronto, and nearby there was a mussels restaurant. It was very industrial — very low chairs, a very high ceiling — and my dad and I would sometimes go for lunch and eat mussels. I didn’t get a lot of one-on-one time with my dad, so it felt really special to do that.

How old would you have been then?
Probably six or seven.

And you liked mussels! That’s very advanced!
My two-year-old hammers clams; I think they’re his very favourite food. But also, I just wanted my dad to be impressed by me. I think even if I hadn’t liked [mussels], I would’ve eaten them so he’d think that I liked them, to make the time we had together feel more special.

Also, my family would do these huge road trips every summer from Toronto, to visit one set of grandparents in Nova Scotia and the others in Connecticut, and we would go into little lobster-shack kind of places on the coast, which were wonderful. Those were probably my happiest, earliest restaurant memories.

Do you think you had an uncommonly sophisticated palate as a child?
No. I think I just really wanted my dad to love me. (laughs) Which he did! But I just wanted to impress him. My sister was very picky about food, so I think I tried to be the opposite and try everything. Our whole lives revolved around the kitchen; that was really the crux of our lives growing up. I’m very lucky for that.

Who was the better cook?
My mom, by a landslide. My dad was a scientist, so he was very good at following recipes but not very good at time management on recipes, so he tried on occasion. But they were usually spectacular failures where people ended up eating at midnight and I ate Kraft Dinner and went to bed earlier.

When did you move to Vancouver?
2007. I came here for culinary school. I finished high school, I was working in a restaurant and I injured my back, so I wasn’t able to work full-time, and I was just sort of a depressed teenager. I needed a change. And I really hated school — I was very much the black sheep of my family in that way. I didn’t like sitting still for very long. So, the program at Northwest Culinary [Academy of Vancouver] was four months, and I thought, “I can commit to that.” I applied, and then they called me a week before the semester started and said, “Somebody just dropped out. Do you think you could show up next week?” I had literally nothing going on, so I did.

While I was still in school, I worked at Chill Winston [a long-running Gastown restaurant now occupied by Local Public Eatery]. Not a great restaurant, but it’s crucial to my life because that’s where I met Jordan, and now we’re married. I have very fond memories of working there. And then I worked at Nu, and Cioppino’s after that.

You’ve both lived and worked on and around Commercial Drive virtually the entire time you’ve lived in Vancouver, starting with Little Nest. (Editor’s note: Little Nest was a beloved daytime café, at Commercial and Charles, that was designed to accommodate parents with their young children. It closed after six years due to serial rent increases.)
I lived upstairs from there, and so I was there all the time. I was totally broke, and my best friend also lived in the building, and we would go down as often as we could for breakfast. And then, when we were really broke, we would make Little Nest-style breakfasts at home. So, I felt like I had three years of training — of trying to make their breakfast — and then when I finally worked there, I felt like I was very well prepped for that job. That was definitely my favourite job I’ve ever had. I’d worked at a lot of restaurants that didn’t offer great examples of leadership, which I think is fairly typical, and Mary [MacIntyre, owner] was the first person who showed me that you could lead with compassion and you could put your staff first. I think about it a lot here [at Livia], in how I try to lead and to build community. Little Nest was the first place where I worked that really took the neighbourhood into account.

What was it that drew you to this neighbourhood?
There’s a warmth here that doesn’t exist in most other places in Vancouver. Vancouver is a very cold city, and Commercial Drive feels warm. People talk to each other, they hang out. To be a neighbourhood, you need to be able to buy your groceries there. If you have to drive to do that, you don’t live in a community. And there are so many greengrocers here, so you talk to neighbours while you’re grabbing apples and some bok choy.

Vancouver has never been lacking for cafés, especially in recent years. Was Livia your way of redressing what you perceived to be a lack in other cafés.
Absolutely. I really love, when you’re travelling, you find those little places where you can get your coffee and pastry in the morning, but then you can stay and the experience changes throughout the day, or you can go back [later in the day] and it feels different. Those sorts of places don’t exist here a lot. Also, this is changing now, but there was a long stretch [when it came to the interior design of Vancouver cafés] of white walls, pale furniture, sort of Scandinavian. I wanted a place that felt a bit worn-in, a little comfier. It had to be painted by hand. I love those little worn textures; they’re so important. I do think most people, when they walk in here, their shoulders drop a little and they feel relaxed. That’s the goal. Whether or not they understand why they feel that way, I don’t really care. I just want them to be happy.

What came first with Livia: the concept or the availability of the right space?
We waited a long time [a year and a half] to find it. I was willing to adapt things for the right space. My dream was to do everything that we’re doing here now, but if we’d found a perfect space that was smaller, maybe we would have just done the bakery. Bakery equipment is very large, so even for a small bakery, the kitchen has to be huge.

Other than the introduction of dinner service, what do you think has been the most significant evolution of Livia since it opened?
Probably the takeout window. That window was already there [when Livia first opened], but we had a shelf in front of it. And then during the pandemic, we thought, “We have this sliding window. People don’t have to come inside.” That saved us! We wouldn’t have survived COVID without it. And Vancouverites love brunch and they love baked goods.

How do you think you and Jordan complement each other in terms of what you bring to this place?
We get asked that a lot. He and I have very different skill sets. I wouldn’t want to work with someone who was my equal in baking or had the same creative vision I have for the food side of things. Jordan understands business in a way that I don’t. I would never have got through the pandemic without him. I wasn’t adaptable to that extent, and he was very good at seeing the bigger picture and navigating through.

Which Vancouver restaurant do you think more people need to know about?
Can I give a two-part answer?

Elephant gets accolades, as it should, but I still think a lot of people don’t know about it. Justin [Song-Ell, chef]’s food is so weird and extraordinary; every single thing he cooks, I think, “Man, I would never have done that!” I love the lens through which he looks at food, because it’s just so different from mine. I hate going out for a meal that I could just cook at home, and I’ve never made anything like anything Justin has made.

I also really love Delara; I think Bardia [Ilbeiggi, chef] makes such beautiful Persian food, and he’s also just such a sweet soul. And I don’t cook Persian food at home, so every time I go there, I’m like, “Whoo! That’s exciting!” I just really appreciate places that buy the same quality of ingredients that we buy and do things to them that I would never do.

I hate it when people call chefs artists. We’re tradespeople, but there is a wonderful creativity to what we do, and there’s a true joy in having your horizons opened up by food.

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Brunch, mediterranean, West Coast

InterJew #4: Robbie Kane (owner, Café Medina)

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By Michael White

It’s not an exaggeration to say that Vancouver’s notion of brunch has never been the same since the arrival of Café Medina. Beginning in January 2008 as a small annex of its next-door neighbour, the wildly popular Chambar, it was a collaboration between Chambar co-founders Karri Green-Schuermans and Nico Schuermans along with Robbie Kane, an Ontario native who had been a server at Chambar since its second month of business in 2004.

Despite never owning a restaurant before, Robbie proved to be a natural. Nine months after opening, its menu expanded from just coffee and Liège-style waffles to a variety of Mediterranean-inspired dishes (developed by Nico), and Medina almost immediately became one of the most popular dining destinations in the city — so much so that Chambar’s dining room was repurposed during Medina’s daytime hours to accommodate the overflow.

In 2013, Robbie became sole proprietor of Medina, relocating it in August 2014 to a larger space adjoining the lobby of downtown’s L’Hermitage Hotel, where it remains to this day. Its standards have never wavered, nor has its popularity — in fact, it likely could move to a space twice the size and still have weekend line-ups.

Robbie is also a partner in the Vancouver location of Superbaba, which is a two-time winner in the Best Casual category of the Vancouver Magazine Restaurant Awards.

This interview has been edited for brevity and clarity.

What’s your earliest memory of being taken to a restaurant?
Swiss Chalet.

That’s a very Ontario answer.
Yeah. It was frequent — probably once or twice a month — because there was one near my dad’s office. The first restaurant experience, when I was very young, probably 6 or 7 — my mom had a cousin in Saugerties, New York, near Woodstock, and I remember visiting her. I think it was an Italian restaurant we went to. I remember it being fancy, but it probably wasn’t, because it was in hippie-town.

My first restaurant job was at the Pickle Barrel, at the Promenade Mall [in Thornhill, Ontario]. (A note from Michael, who, like Robbie, is Jewish and a native Ontarian: The Pickle Barrel began in 1971 as a single-location Jewish deli. It’s now a shitty Denny’s-like chain.) We used to go there often as a family. I don’t remember the affiliation between my dad and someone who worked there — a manager or something — but that’s how I got my first restaurant job, when I was 14. I was a dishwasher and busboy.

What brought you from Ontario to here? And of all the things you could’ve done after leaving your previous job in the film industry [as a photographer and location manager], why this?
Serendipity, mostly. There’s three iterations of me coming to B.C. The first is that my brother, Brian, who designed this restaurant and is in the film industry, was living here. I’d just graduated from high school and I just wanted to take a year to essentially cause trouble and leave Ontario, and then I got accepted to both York University and UBC. I was listless; I had no direction. I just thought, “I’ll go to university because it’s what I should do.” So, I moved back to Toronto and went to York.

What did you study?
Sociology, anthropology, general arts.

The choices of people who don’t know what they want to do.
Correct. I started my second year and thought, “Sorry, this isn’t me.” I quit in October or November, got a waitering job in Yorkville, made money, and then I left the following September to travel through Southeast Asia. And after I finished travelling, I landed back here [in Vancouver] in 1996. I was introduced to a guy named Benny Graydon, who hired me for a restaurant that was just about to open in Yaletown called Century Grill, which is now Blue Water. I was an opening server there. It was lighting in a bottle; it opened and became very busy, very fast, and everyone wanted to be there — all the athletes, all the fancy people — and it was awesome.

I met my first wife, who was also working there, and then we left in ’98 and lived in Europe for a while, and then we went back to Toronto for five years. This is where I fell into photography and [movies]. I also supplemented my income with restaurant work. I had my daughter in 2001, and then we had this weird opportunity. [My wife] still had family here and my brother was here, and in 2003 we moved back. I was a stay-at-home dad for a year or so, and then my first marriage broke up, and in 2004 I started working at Chambar.

How did you come to know [Chambar founders Karri Green-Schuermans and Nico Schuermans]?
I had a mutual friend in Michael Ziff, who’s been in hospitality forever. [He’s now GM of The Restaurant at Poplar Grove in Penticton.] He and I worked at Century Grill. He was like, “Robbie, you need a job. Go talk to Karri.” I went to talk to her in what was then the construction site of the original Chambar, which is now the Devil’s Elbow. I started working for them as a server a month after they opened.

For how long were you a server there?
Three years. I was also producing commercial photoshoots through my connections in Toronto. I was going to start a creative agency, but I’d also expressed interest in opening my own restaurant. Nico had come to look at a defunct restaurant with me, so he and Karri knew I had interest in doing my own thing. Although I’d never been a manager at Chambar, I’d always treated my job like I was, so they saw that I was serious and I had the wherewithal. So, when that space — which is now Jam Café, at 556 Beatty — became available, Karri approached me and said, “Do you want to do this with us as a daytime operation?” That was fortunate, because the bottom dropped out of the world in 2008 [because of the economic crash], especially in advertising. I started working on the construction of Medina in September of 2007, and we started slowly. We opened on January 12, 2008, and for about a year we only did waffles and coffee.

Even though you’d worked in various capacities in restaurants, obviously it’s still a major leap from what you were doing to owning your own place. What made you think that leap was within your abilities?
In hindsight, it probably wasn’t. I grew into it. I’ve always known I’m a hard-working person; I’ve never been afraid to put in the time. I found through working in film, photography and construction that I was confident in the work I did. And I had a buddy to lend me the money.

At what point did you realize Medina was becoming a much greater success than you might have anticipated?
I think the tipping point was probably the [2010 Winter] Olympics. There was a gradual word of mouth, and then the Olympics hit and it was put onto a global stage. And honestly, brunch became a more elevated thing, aside from the greasy spoons and hotel buffets.

When Medina started serving more than waffles and coffee, Nico developed a menu that was Mediterranean themed, with dishes like cassoulet and short-rib fricassée. Did you feel it was risky to offer a menu that was so unprecedented for Vancouver?
I was confident in Nico — he’s a talented guy — so I was never too concerned in that regard. And I think people wanted something different.

Do you think Medina initially benefitted not only from its physical proximity to Chambar but sort of being under the same umbrella?
Karri and Nico had obviously spawned something very special, and Medina for sure benefitted from the momentum that Chambar had created. But at some point — especially when Medina moved [to Richards Street] — we had our own legs.

Two previous restaurants had occupied the Richards Street space. Did it require a major makeover before you opened it to the public?
We were very fortunate in that it had all the mechanical bones: the vent system, the electrical panels, the grease traps and all of the very expensive things you need to open a restaurant. My brother took three months off from film to design it, and he and all of his film contacts helped build it. We were here morning, noon and night.

So, you weren’t concerned about pinning Medina’s success or failure to a space where two previous concepts had bombed?
Sure I was. Scared shitless. I remortgaged my house. It was a very stressful couple of years.

Was this location slammed from day one?
Yes. The first day we opened was terrible; it was very rough service. But after the first week, it was very evident that there was still demand and people knew what Medina was.

Has there ever been a point at which the success of Medina felt overwhelming?
I’ve always been very grateful, even from the time when we were just coffee and waffles. There have been some times when I’ve gone outside and there’s a 100-person lineup on a Saturday and I literally pinch myself. That’s overwhelming, but it’s also pretty awesome.

Have you ever wanted to duplicate the Medina concept somewhere else, or is this enough for you?
If you were to ask people who know me well, they would say I’m a little bit risk averse. I’ve been offered many times — people from California or New York or Saudi Arabia — but I’ve always been cautious of the magic. Coming from Toronto, I’ve always wanted to do something there — I think the concept would work really well there — but I’m busy enough. And I’m not 35; I’m almost 50. I wouldn’t say never, but it would have to be lightning in a bottle again. And the cost of opening and operating a restaurant is now probably three times what it was in 2014.

What’s the difference between your stake in Medina and your stake in Superbaba?
I own 100 percent of Medina and I’m one of four partners in Superbaba. There’s also two partners in Victoria.

What would you say your main contribution is to Superbaba?
I’ve got to give Dallah [El Chami, chef and principal owner] all the credit for Superbaba in terms of its operations and menu. He and Leah [Christ, manager] really have made it work. In the beginning, we [referring to himself and the Tacofino group] were present because Dallah wasn’t in the restaurant business, so we contributed in terms of tendering trades and our suppliers and just our general experience and capital. I’m sure the cache of Medina and Tacofino was important in the beginning, as Chambar’s was for Medina, but Superbaba is its own entity.

What do you think is the most underrated restaurant in Vancouver?
Kishimoto. We have a lot of sushi in Vancouver, but I went to Japan this past April and Kishimoto rivalled anything I had there. And Sawadee: I’ve been dining there since the ’90s and it’s consistently excellent.

(Photo: Hakan Burcuoglu)

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American, Brunch, Canadian, Gastropub, West Coast

Review: Belgard Kitchen


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By Michael White

This isn’t a restaurant review so much as a remembrance of some time Kley and I spent in a restaurant recently. You might argue that this is exactly what all restaurant reviews are, to which I would counter: Shut up and let me make my point.

This isn’t a bona fide review because a review wouldn’t be fair to Belgard Kitchen right now. Nor, I think, would it be fair to any restaurant struggling to maintain an illusion of normalcy and full-fledged functionality at time when society at large is capable of neither. Yes, the masses are now beginning to receive their vaccinations (Kley and I were cheerfully penetrated last week) and our collective fantasy of a “Dancing in the Street”-style celebration that draws a line under this interminable pandemic has begun to feel vaguely plausible. But, I doubt I need to tell you, we still have a long road ahead of us. Few people feel this reality more acutely than restaurant owners and staff, who still are not only struggling to survive, but are simply trying to anticipate from day to day what is and isn’t possible for their industry amidst the loosening and tightening of restrictions.

Case in point: When we visited Belgard Kitchen last Friday, for happy-hour-leading-into-dinner, it was their first night of service in six weeks, and the first night ever for their new street-side patio, which seats a maximum of 48 people. We weren’t expecting perfection, nor necessarily even greatness. We simply wanted to sit under a hospitably blue late-afternoon sky and watch it dim into evening while eating and drinking and then, in all likelihood, eating and drinking some more.

We did just that. And everything was very good. In most cases, better than we expected.

Which isn’t to say we were expecting to be underwhelmed. Both of us had been to Belgard Kitchen before — although, admittedly, it was many years ago, before we knew each other and decided to make a hobby of using the internet to exhibit our mutual gluttony to strangers. Belgard Kitchen first opened in 2014, and was something of an event — the first destination restaurant to try to make a go of it on the mean streets of Railtown (still a volatile neighbourhood today, but much more so then). This was no modest venture either: Belgard is housed in an almost 8,000-square-foot industrial space, known as the Settlement Building, that began life as a steel foundry in the 1920s. It shares this space with an onsite small-batch winery (Vancouver Urban Winery) and a craft brewery (Settlement Brewery). This is the sort of environment for which real-estate marketers coined the term “soaring.”

But unless you need to pass through it on your way to the toilets, you can’t spend time in Belgard Kitchen right now. The province’s indoor-dining ban remains in effect, so be sure to place a reservation for a patio table — there are only eight of them. At the time of this writing, the patio is open for weekday lunch (11:30am-3pm), weekend brunch (10am-3pm) and daily happy hour and dinner (3pm-close). We arrived at 5pm, at which time the patio had fallen under the shadow of the Settlement Building, and a brisk wind blew down the Dunlevy corridor toward an unexpectedly moving view of shipping containers suspended above the East Vancouver port lands. Sunworshippers may not appreciate this, but myself, having been born Whitest Man on Earth and distressingly prone to burning, was as content as a suburban grandmother at Fabricland.

We adored our server, who seemed to either intuit that we were here to play or isn’t the sort to recite a memorized script of Tonight’s Offerings.

Me: “What’s the feature cocktail right now?”

Her (following a comedic pause and a survey of the heavens): “I don’t know.”

We howled.

I did very much want that cocktail, the name of which I’ve now forgotten, but I can tell you it was a variation of a Manhattan that seemed to have been liberally dosed with cacao bitters. She also brought us an excellent on-tap negroni ($11) and the Grape Expectations wine flight (a happy hour bargain at $12; $14 at other times), of which we both instantly fell in love with a 2018 Pinot Gris from Penticton’s Roche Wines. Kley’s Tasting Paddle of four featured beers ($9.50) further stoked the glow in his happy gut.

We consumed solids as well! An appropriately rich and unctuous mushroom-and-bacon pâté ($11.50 at happy hour; $15 otherwise), which prompted a request for more grilled sourdough; the justifiably self-named Belgard Burger (Cache Creek beef between a brioche bun, in the company of Swiss cheese, beer-brined pickles, and red-pepper relish — very fucking good; $17); and Fettucine Nero ($22), an attractively plated mound of squid-ink noodles mingling with a chorizo-prawn ragu, snap-snap-snappy jalapeno pesto, and herbed breadcrumbs. So much food, yet so much of the menu left unexplored.

The bill paid, we wobbled like Weebles toward home (stopping off for gelato because the weather called for it and because we have trouble stopping what we’ve started). Despite our vague gastronomic stupor, we talked — as we seem to always be doing nowadays — about the ongoing plight of restaurants and the additional burdens facing the likes of Belgard Kitchen, which has to contend with the overhead of a massive space and being slightly off the beaten path. Their patio was decently but not spectacularly busy during our visit, so we hope word spreads quickly about it now being open. Despite their enforced hiatus, they’ve hit the ground running. So run toward it.

Belgard Kitchen
55 Dunlevy Ave., Vancouver
604-699-1989
belgardkitchen.com / Instagram: @belgardkitchen
Delivery platform: DoorDash

(Photo: Kley Klemens)

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American, Brunch, Canadian, West Coast

Mini Review: brunch at Cactus Club Cafe

By Michael White

Jewkarta was founded upon two key criterion: (1) we highlight independent Greater Vancouver restaurants; (2) we pay for our meals, and our favour can’t be bought.

Which isn’t to say we’re above being whores if an offer appeals to us, so long as we confess to having accepted it. So, when Cactus Club Cafe offered us an opportunity to try its new weekend brunch menu at the English Bay location, we replied, “Is this Saturday soon enough?”

Some people turn their noses up at Cactus, but the Vancouver-spawned “casual fine” chain achieved its multi-million-dollar success (and has repeatedly claimed Gold in the Best Chain category of the Vancouver Magazine Restaurant Awards) for a reason. From Victoria to Toronto, it always punches above its weight, delivering accessible but expertly balanced flavours and presentation with stunning consistency. (Side note: Jewkarta’s first date was at the Coal Harbour location, and our experience was good enough to nullify a somewhat disastrous post-meal first kiss.)  

At first glance, Cactus’s brunch menu is surprising in its brevity and simplicity, suggesting none of the subtle but inventive flourishes for which longtime advising chef Rob Feenie is renowned: three different eggs benny (traditional, avocado, and prawn); two brunch bowls that riff on their dinner/lunch menu’s hugely popular Modern Bowl; an eggs-bacon-potatoes plate; a fried-egg sandwich; and little Belgian-style waffles. The End. (Of course, various espresso drinks and daytime-appropriate cocktails are also available.)

Fortunately, while the menu itself lacks surprises, what did surprise us was the extent to which the deliciousness of everything makes up for that. Avocado Benny ($15.75), served on good multigrain bread rather than the time-honoured English muffin, was exemplary, the eggs perfectly poached and accompanied with the most ethereal hollandaise either of us can recall having anywhere in Vancouver. The “smashed” potatoes alongside were what all diner potatoes aspire to be: crunchy exteriors yielding to tender innards, showered with enough salt that we didn’t need to reach for the shaker.

Meanwhile, the Brunch Power Bowl ($15), which sounds annoyingly virtuous (it’s vegetarian; a vegan variation is also offered), was dynamite: an artfully presented, perfectly calibrated jumble of those same poached eggs in the company of quinoa, diced avocado and roasted yam, corn, bell pepper, shredded kale, and halved grape tomatoes. The contrasting acidity of house-made salsa, chipotle aioli and pickled red onion brought everything together like the stereotypical chef’s kiss. This is a dish that is more than the sum of its parts.

Despite being so clearly inspired by nearby Café Medina they should pay royalties, the Belgian waffles ($4.50 each) were the sort of thing you find yourself craving again later in the day — hot, betraying the explosive crunch of pearl sugar, and with a sidecar of real whipped cream. Choose from one of three toppings: salted caramel, berry compote, or maple syrup ($1.25).

At the time of this writing, Cactus is offering brunch at two locations only — English Bay and Burnaby’s Station Square — but the aim is to expand to other outlets if it proves popular enough. Despite the pandemic, brunch remains a competitive sport in Vancouver for which the masses are willing to wait a long time in the rain. Cactus is a welcome new addition to the landscape — so much so that we’d happily pay with our own money next time. We may be part-time whores, but we have principles.

Cactus Club Cafe
various locations
cactusclubcafe.com / Instagram: @cactusclubcafe

(Photo: Kley Klemens)

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