My wife and I courted in those days before the inevitability of email. In fact, I wrote her dozens of long letters, all in longhand, and mailed them off. We were emailing each other throughout this time, but hand-written mail still seemed more appropriate for intimacies and long stories. Anyway, letters there were — and lots of them — most of them written while I whiled away the hours at Fets Restaurant on Commercial Drive. I ate hundreds of pounds of burgers and drank an Olympic pool of red wine in the four months before she moved here.
Fets is still our restaurant of choice, our default option. We went there for Valentine’s Day supper and enjoyed it just about as well as the first time. They have just the best burgers in Vancouver, bar none, and any one of the different types is a winner. They also keep a great steak — better, I think, than any steak house, including Joe Fortes. Recently they introduced thin-crust pizzas that are to die for. If you like hockey — especially Canucks hockey — you can’t beat a game night at Fets.
I’m not a whiskey drinker but Eric, one of the owners is. In fact, he wrote a book about it, and I think he keeps a good bar.
The walls reflect Eric’s musical tastes, heavy on images of the Rolling Stones and dead rockers. They have all been drawn by Paul Archer (we have an Archer of Mick Jagger in our living room that I bought off the wall at Fets).
It is a warm and friendly place and Eric and Allura are fine hosts with a good eye for servers who are better than adequate. Their patio faces Grandview Park on perhaps the busiest section of the Drive. If you are new to the Drive, you can’t do better than a meal at Fets watching the walking cabaret.