It is four o’clock in the morning and I'm lucky to have a seat. Some
60 soccer fans are crammed into little Caffé Napoli, more are pressed
against the windows outside. Double espressos are handed back through
the crowd but all eyes are fixed on the TV. Some cheer for Brazil,
others for Turkey—everyone expects a good game. It's the same up and
down Vancouver’s venerable Commercial Drive. The semi-finals of the
World Cup are underway and there's no place I'd rather be.
When the clock ticks down, we join the hundreds of fans who spill
into the street from Café Roma, Caffe Amici, and Abruzzo Cappuccino
Bar. An impromptu soccer game breaks out in the middle of an
intersection followed by a spontaneous parade. Swarmed by the dancing
crowd, a bus driver leans out the window and high-fives the stream of
jubilant fans. Brazilians and Turks, Italians and Jamaicans,
Portuguese and Phillipinos have come from all over the city to take
part in a global party that is the nature of Commercial Drive. And all
this by six-thirty a.m. I think I’ll spend the day.
Known for generations as Vancouver's Little Italy, "The Drive" has
evolved into perhaps the most cosmopolitan neighborhood in North
America. A stroll down the seventeen blocks between Broadway and
Venables reveals a community where the world comes together on a
regular basis for soccer matches, theatre festivals, Canada Day, sunny
days—any excuse to party.
Family-owned coffee bars, the community living rooms, are found on
almost every block. Regulars are greeted by name. This neighborhood
was renowned for its Old World-style coffee decades before the
designer coffee trend began. Whether you want eye-opening espresso to
kick-start your day, or a smooth after dinner cappuccino, The Drive
serves up the best with Italian, Portuguese and Turkish flair.
While the neighborhood's Italian roots are deep, new immigrants
have broadened the ethnic mix, making the area a kind of bohemian
United Nations. Due to the lower rents and the critical mass of
counter-culture, more writers, painters, poets, and musicians make
their home here than in any other part of the city. Not to mention the
large Lesbian contingent and growing gay men who are taking up
residence in this area. Think San Francisco’s Haight-Ashbury
meets New York’s Mulberry Street.
Come prepared to eat. Within a 15 minute walk, you'll find an
unbelievable diversity of ethnic cuisines that reflect the local
population: Italian, Portuguese, Ethiopian, Vietnamese, Mandarin,
Lebanese, Salvadoran, Mongolian, Jamaican, Belgian, Mexican, Greek,
Thai, Japanese, Indian, Pakistani, Turkish, Cuban, Greek, Szechuan,
and French. Wherever you take your repast, opt for a window seat (or
better yet, a seat outside) to watch the parade of dreadlocked,
pierced, branded and tattooed tribes mix with Mediterraneans in track
suits, blazers and fedoras.
The hub of the arts community is an old church that's been
converted into avant-garde theatre—the East Side Cultural Centre
(affectionately known as "The Cultch")-where an international roster
of performers grace the stage year-round. Spoken Word Nights at
Bukowski's restaurant attracts poets and scribes. Two blocks north at
Santos Tapas restaurant, flamenco dancing can be found most nights of
the week. Across the street at Havana, live theatre and art
installations can be enjoyed before or after mojitos and cubanos on
the bustling sidewalk patio.
Only a short SkyTrain ride from Vancouver city centre, Commercial
Drive offers the perfect antidote to downtown’s gleaming high-rises
and designer boutiques. Instead of Dolce & Gabbana, you’ll find
greengrocers and loonie-toonie (one to two dollar) stores. Radical
literature is sold at the People’s Co-op Bookstore. Hemp products and
accessories, along with deep (but slow) conversations, can be had in
the hazy back room of Grass Roots Hemp and Drums. Up and down The
Drive, deals abound on everything from retro appliances and vinyl, to
figs, saffron and organic non-GMO tofu. Here, the "corporations" are
mom & pop operations, the fashions are secondhand, and the politics
are somewhere left of left-of-center.
Twenty-five years ago, a top-down political plan proposed
demolishing this neighborhood in what was called an “urban renewal”
project. Old heritage houses were marked for demolition to make way
for huge housing blocks and a multi-lane freeway. Locals banded
together to stop the development and maintain the character and
cultural flavor of their community. Rallies were held to save The
Drive and people packed the offices of City Hall. The locals won—as
did anyone who chooses to visit.
Today, "inclusiveness" is at the heart of the neighborhood’s
identity. Young lesbians shoot stick at Joe’s Café while old men play
backgammon at the Portuguese Club two doors down. Vegans en route to
Juicy Lucy’s rub shoulders with prosciutto eaters leaving Falcone Bros
Meat Market. In Britannia Park, posing yogis vie for attention with
the bongos and didgeridoos. Block by block, a world of sights, sounds
and flavors blend in a new and changing pastiche that is very Canadian
indeed.