American, Canadian, Casual, Southern

InterJew #7: Doug Stephen (co-owner; DownLow Chicken Shack, Vennie’s Sub Shop, and The Drive Canteen)

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By Michael White

Much like another recent InterJew interviewee, Claire from Livia, Doug Stephen is a former Torontonian who found his true home in Vancouver, and the Commercial Drive neighbourhood in particular.

Doug met his wife, Lindsey Mann, when they both were working at the Drive’s now-defunct Merchant’s Oyster Bar (Doug was a co-owner). The couple now co-owns three beloved Drive businesses: the astoundingly successful DownLow Chicken Shack, Vennie’s Sub Shop, and The Drive Canteen, the latter a meticulously curated convenience store best known for stocking one of Vancouver’s largest selections of faux-alcoholic zero-proof beverages. Each business is, to varying degrees, autobiographical, inspired by Doug’s favourite childhood foods.

This interview has been edited for brevity and clarity.

What’s your earliest memory of being taken to a restaurant?
There was a place in Toronto called the Organ Grinder. It was kind of like the very first iteration of an arcade in conjunction with a solid pizza program. Imagine Chuck E. Cheese but without the scary animals. and instead with a higher level of food. I can’t remember whether it was my birthday party or somebody else’s, but the idea of a dining experience that included this whole multimedia sensory situation was pretty popular.

Are you originally from Toronto?
Born in Winnipeg, raised in Toronto my entire life, and then the first go-round in Vancouver was 2005 and 2006, and then the second go-round in 2010.

What compelled you to move to Vancouver and why did it take a couple of tries to stick?
Both times I was following my heart with regards to a partner at the time, as well as a desire for a change of scenery. It stuck the second time around because I ended up being both a dog owner — a pit bull, which was banned from my other home provinces — and I was a business owner, so suddenly I didn’t have a choice but to remain in B.C., and very happily so. I very much love the west coast — the lifestyle and being close to nature.

I was working at a place in Gastown called Cork & Fin, and my boss at the time asked me if I’d like to become partners in his next venture, which was on Commercial Drive, called Merchant’s Oyster Bar. I jumped at the opportunity, because being a restaurant owner has always been something I wanted to do. It was our second day of [soft opening], and somebody who’s now a dear friend turned to me and said, “The most important part about being on the Drive is taking care of the locals.”

I was living in Toronto in 2003 and ’04, around the time of the SARS[-CoV-1 virus]. I was working two jobs at the time, one of which was driven by tourism and the businesspeople who were coming downtown, and the other was entirely neighbourhood focused. The first business lost everything, because suddenly people weren’t coming to the office and there was no tourism, and the other one flourishedbecause the neighbours wanted to take care of their neighbourhood space. So, hearing my pal, Sarah, say, “Take care of your neighbours and they will take care of you” resonated on a number of levels. I love all of Vancouver, but I’ve felt most at home on the Drive, where the idea of saying hello to your neighbour — whether you know them or not — as you walk down the street is not treated in such a weird way as it might in some other neighbourhoods.

How important was your tenure at Merchant’s in terms of teaching you how to be a restaurant owner?
I think that every experience I’ve ever had has been a learning opportunity — some of them in terms of what to do and some in terms of what not to do. With Merchant’s, it was my first opportunity at ownership. It was an overreaching space and I understand now that there was more that I didn’t know than I did know. And that led to Lindsey and I really rethinking how we wanted to do things when it came time for Downlow. We started with the idea that our lifestyle with Merchant’s was not sustainable for anybody, and the resulting challenges — looking back at it and who I was, I wasn’t happy. And so we wanted to change this life for ourselves. We started with the idea of trying to remove a lot of the challenges that we felt with Merchant’s. It’s been really positive. There are still stumbling blocks and there’s still so much learning for us to do, but I’m really happy with what we’ve been able to build.

How was the lifestyle at Merchant’s unsustainable?
I was an alcoholic, and part of it was self-medicating to deal with the stress, the anxiety, the rush of service and getting through a 16-hour day. It wasn’t until a few years after we opened Downlow that I really started to see the impacts it was having on me. I wasn’t participating in some of the more difficult challenges our industry presents, but it was still enough that I wasn’t happy with who I was. Sobriety, for me, has been a really, really positive change.

It’s interesting that you were able to initiate that lifestyle change when you were at Downlow, because from the very first day, it was busier than Merchant’s had ever been, wasn’t it?
Yup. There were still incredibly long days, but they were very different and they were very… I don’t wanna say fulfilling, but it was a very different space and it was very different in the way that it operated. The daytime versus the late nights, the liquor license versus no liquor license — all of these things amounted to this dramatic shift in lifestyle for me.

How surprising was it that Downlow was so popular from the beginning? I’m sure you were optimistic and you had reasonably positive expectations, but it was a juggernaut from day one.
We were incredibly surprised, and then we also were petrified about being able to maintain expectations, especially because the hype just continued to grow. We try, every single day, to be better today than we were yesterday, and to make sure that tomorrow we’re gonna be better than today. I feel so, so lucky that we were received the way we were, and I also feel very blessed that this is what I do for a living. I get to revisit the foods of my childhood and do them through a slightly better lens and use [higher-quality] proteins. And more importantly for Lindsey and I, we get to try to shift the conversation within our industry in terms of how we take care of the people around us — because, to be honest, we’re nothing without them.  

You said in an interview with the Vancouver Sun that a lot of the foods you like cooking most are based in nostalgia. So, how does fried chicken figure within that context? What makes it so nostalgic for you?
Chicken fingers. (laughs)

From anywhere in particular?
Yes and no. I’ve always been somebody who just genuinely enjoys the product. I probably don’t eat KFC nearly as much as I used to. To be honest, it’s only if they release a new product that I go to check it out. But I still get the cravings for that neon-green coleslaw. I was talking about the Organ Grinder: They had a freaking bangin’ garlic-cheesy bread and, surprisingly, what really evokes that memory for me is Pepino’s. Dramatically different, significantly higher-quality bread at Pepino’s. But holy moly, does food ever bring back a lot of positive memories for me. So many positive moments in my life have been shared at a table, and I think that’s why nostalgic food is so key to me.

As a former Ontarian myself, I have to ask: Was Vennie’s inspired by Mr. Sub [an Ontario institution that opened its first location in Toronto in 1968]?
I call it “east coast sandwich culture.” There are elements of Mr. Sub, and also of St. Lawrence Market [in Toronto], and having experienced Jewish delis in New York. When we launched Vennie’s, the few places in Vancouver that I thought were really paying homage to this east coast thing — none of them were really open. Say Hey had closed and it didn’t look like it was coming back, and La Grotta had closed for renovations, if I’m not mistaken. We had originally taken on the Vennie’s space so that we could store enough chicken to operate Downlow, so we were carrying this second lease and we thought, “If we can at least contribute some of the lease value, it’ll be better than nothing.” That’s what Vennie’s was born out of, and it’s kind of taken on a life of its own. We’ve recently been doing some renos there to increase seating and make it a more hospitable space, instead of this kind of pseudo construction zone.

I just love [sandwiches]; I love what you can do between two pieces of bread. I love anything I can hold in my hand. Don’t get me wrong — cutlery is great. But if I can just pick it up and crush it, I’m stoked. 

Which do you think is the most underrated restaurant in Metro Vancouver?
I think what Justin [Song-Ell, chef] is doing at Elephant… I’m just a huge fan of his, of his cooking and his food. And I know he’s getting recognition, but I just wanna scream it from the rafters.

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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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