Recently, I found myself in the Granville Island marketplace, swept up in the sea of patrons. There were some motivated, disciplined few determined in their search, bravely navigating the labyrinth with a single goal in mind; they knew what they wanted and they were going to get it, and I admire them for that. (They are what I could never be; I have no such focus.)
The moment I set foot in the market I merely rode the tide, drifting among the crashing, roiling waves of people filling the narrow pathways, trying desperately not to be swept away while taking in as much of the experience as humanly possible. I loved every minute of it. There is something deeply fantastical about the bustling market, and every time I venture there I find something new. Something exciting.
This time, I found perfection. Pure, pickled perfection. Paradise preserved in brine: the most delicious pickled jalapenos I have ever had. Salt, spice, and a crunch so divine angels wept tears of briny joy. If I could subsist on one food alone, I would choose these. These perfectly pickled, pleasantly pizzazzy, petite piquante peppers.
Image: Simer Haer/The Cascade
Elyssa is a BSc student, pursuing studies in Physical Geography while also entertaining her creative side within the visual arts. She is currently the Creative Director here with the Cascade. Having previously been an Illustrator, Production Assistant, and Production Manager, she's been around a while. In her free time she can often be found knitting and watching reruns of outdated shows from the 80s.
