I don't know why I woke up and asked myself what it was I liked to order at the long shut Cafe Wim on Sussex near the market in Ottawa in the mid-90s. I was awake the best part of an hour involuntarily trying to remember. There are enough references on the internet but I can't find a picture of the large Dutch flag flapping out front facing the HQ of Revenue Canada. I think it might have just been the pot...no, basin of cafe au lait, open faced sandwishes on rye with thin onion, the college lassies in black and bulky sweaters reading and smoking, pre-wi-fi, the mismatched furniture and the staff who exuded accusations of poserism as they themselves posed. In the back there was the semi-abandoned odd dark split levels of Expo-67-meets-Holland furnishings, beyond that a patio. I was there the weekend before the last Quebec Referendum. It was like this but this is not it. It was a stage on a Saturday afternoon before ending at Irene's.
Trying to Recall Cafe Wim
Posted by Alan McLeod on Thursday, September 21, 2006 in Non-partisan blog posts, Travels and Other Places, Food and Drink - 21 comments