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| - Who needs a flight to Nova Scotia when you can find a piece of it right here in Calgary? I was walking along Stephen Ave when I saw a big sign "Below Deck now open" on the sidewalk. I looked in the direction of where the sign was pointing and saw a building draped in tarps. Open, hey? Like I'm going in there... ha!
Construction or not, this spot is new and I wanted to check it out. I opened the door to a narrow stairwell. There was a man coming up the stairs, I waited for him to pass. The stairwell was that narrow. As I took my first steps down towards the pub, I could tell I was in for something from the east coast. The walls at this point were painted to look like some of the colourful houses I had seen on a trip to Newfoundland.
As I walked into the pub, a friendly "Hello! Come on in and find a seat!" called to me from behind the bar. I looked around, it was nearly 4 pm, but the bar was empty except for a girl at a corner table and a handful of people hanging out around the bar. Where was I??
As soon as I sat down at the wood, the bartender asked me my name. Turns out hers is Trish and she's usually a server here, she just happened to be covering for the bartender for the rest of her shift. None the matter, Trish had that friendly sort of welcoming attitude and cheerfulness about her that you find in most maritime folk. She had made friends with every single person at that bar, knew them all by name and kept a good portion of banter going.
She brought out the menu for me to look at-potato skins with no potato, poutine, deep-fried pepperoni and a myriad of other treats you don't often find on a western pub menu. Wait, potato skins without potato? Yep, it's literally potato skins, sour cream and bacon bits. I opted for the deep-fried pepperoni. It came with beer mustard. Don't ask me how they made beer mustard, I haven't a clue, but it's a great combination! Man that pepperoni had some bite to it. It was spicy! The guy to my left grew up in Nova Scotia. He asked if they used some brand of pepperoni. It was somebody's name-Chris Brown? Jim Brown? I can't remember. Anyway, he was very impressed when Trish confirmed that Below Deck indeed did use only the best pepperoni from back east.
Below Deck also boasts the best Halifax Donair in town. I didn't try it, so I can't comment on it at this point... but even if I had, I've never had one, so I'll leave the donair to you Nova Scotians in Calgary to yelp about and let the rest of us know how it compares.
I'm not sure what this spot turns into once evening hits, but for a late afternoon stop, it was mighty entertaining.
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