Situated in a quiet residential neighbourhood, Le Marché St. George is a delightfully rustic market and authentically French café on the corner of Saint George Street & East 28th Avenue (between Main & Fraser). With little signage indicating that it is indeed an establishment, you might walk right past this quaint East Vancouver hidden gem.
A little bit of everything is sold at this boutique grocer, including a varied selection of both locally sourced & international finds. Part corner-store (minus the junk food), you can find environmentally friendly soaps & home cleaning products, artsy solid perfume tins, and knitwear & linens. Grocery items such as farm fresh free run eggs, organic milk, high quality cheeses, locally made sausages, and artisan breads are also available. Pantry items like oil & vinegar, Australian sea salt, coffee & tea, Italian squid ink pasta, bicycle-shaped quinoa pasta, and Mission Hill preserves are stocked on the shelves. Local organic fresh produce is presented in wooden boxes, reminiscent of street markets in small towns in France.
Come in for homemade lunch: An heirloom tomato, gruyere & smokey cheddar sandwich ($6.75) is currently on the menu, as is a wild mushroom risotto ($7.50). In addition to these savoury items, Le Marché St. George also provides a leisurely café environment to sip espresso beverages and indulge in French pastries from Plaisir Sucre and delectable French macarons from Kitchening With Carly.
After posting about Thomas Haas’ macarons yesterday, it got me really craving Carly’s authentic Parisian-style macarons, so we just had to purchase another box today from Le Marché St. George. I briefly expressed why I enjoyed Carly’s macarons over Haas’ in yesterday’s post. But to further comment on what exactly makes them so special, these macarons ($2.00 each) offer an experience: Three distinct textures are felt when you bite into one – a delicate outer shell, pillowy soft light-as-air meringue, and perfect “feet” surround a fine layer of buttercream in its centre. Unlike other macarons I’ve eaten in Vancouver, these aren’t overly sweet. And with all natural flavours and ingredients, these little confections are the epitome of macaron perfection. The only problem? Can’t. Stop. Eating. Them.