Café Katzenjammer (German for ‘hangover’) delivered on its promise: my meal left me with regret and murmuring “I’m never doing that again.”
Some said this sexy, small-plates, Yaletown lounge/eatery Christened itself with a self-deprecating name, but I think I've realized the meaning of Plan B.
After rushing to the Naramata bench with the rest of the crowds, we stumbled upon fabulous finds in the Similkameen.