Eating at Salmon n' Bannock was like being in a Seinfeld episode where the restaurant is run by a female George. We were nearby and we decided to walk in right at opening time to try the bannock here. We waited by the door for the woman, the female George for our purposes, to open. Her first question, without greeting, was "Do you have reservations?!" Fair enough, we did not, and a sensible person, as they sense her attitude, would say thanks and walk away. But I'm not sensible. "Do you have room for walk-ins?" says I. Idiot.
She goes to check and highlighted how they're always busy and we need reservations as I stared into an empty restaurant. Miraculously, she found a table and highlighted ONCE AGAIN they're very busy and need the table at 7pm, two hours later. No problem, I eat like a hungry wolf so that leaves at least an hour and a half assuming the kitchen is on point. My fiancé was unhappy we're going in as she was uncomfortable with George. "Abort abort!" "...Too late, we're committed now!"
Our young server came up and she was great. She went over specials, was smiling and prompt in her service. We order. But then, another poor soul wandered in without a reservation. Still at 60%+ empty.
The newcomer stood in the middle of the restaurant and George stood across from him in this strange standoff. He said nothing, she said nothing... time stopped. Finally, she caved, "can I help you?!" His English was not confident, he thought he would be offered a table. Not here pal! He carefully and slowly explained he wanted to eat at this restaurant. Here we go... "Do you have a reservation?! You need a reservation. [most tables are empty] Let's see if we can fit you in." He got his table and then, somehow, she assumed he was Japanese and offered him a book in Japanese to read about her and the restaurant! I'm getting dinner and a show, fantastic. But then she goes full George Costanza on this young, possibly Japanese fellow, and loudly states "I'm big in Japan!" The restaurant patrons, the handful of us, go quiet. The reality we all live in and the one she's in are colliding. The possibly Japanese fellow laughs uncomfortably. She laughs loudly. We all shrink in our chairs. Appetizers arrive.
The shrivelled boar meatballs could be any meat. The salad accompanying the meatballs has no purpose, or dressing, other than to remind me of my earlier idiocy. The half bannock and mushrooms has two slices of brie with the brie crust generously included and the bannock is cold in the center. The accompanying "brown water" gravy doesn't add flavour, it adds disappointment. But we soldier on. The possibly Japanese fellow is also in a battle for understanding as George repeatedly throws Japanese phrases at him. If one walked in then, they may have confused it for a sushi restaurant as she attempted to communicate loudly. "Irasshaimase!" Bannock sides for our mains arrive.
We order the Saskatoon berry jam and cedar jam for the bannock. Amazing, warm, delicious. Cedar jam is unique and we're happy to taste something so new and different. I wolf it down and order another bannock. The possibly Japanese fellow and George take a picture together. I'm not clear if she or he initiated the picture request? Could have gone either way. A group arrives, and you know it, no reservations. She loudly pronounces once again how busy they are and reservations are needed as the gentleman at the head of the group bravely scans the half empty restaurant and tries to make sense of it all. He can't. He thanks her and leaves with his friends. I momentarily want to be him, on the way out, but remember the spectacle and look forward to more. Mains arrive.
I ordered the elk shank daily special which comes with mashed potatoes, veg and some bone marrow in the shank. The mashed potatoes are very good, great flavour. The elk shank is dry, little flavour I expect from elk, could be beef shank for all I know. My fiancé has the wild salmon and wild rice. Rice is excellent. Salmon is over cooked but good flavour. My 2nd bannock arrives late to the party. Should have saved some earlier for the bone marrow which is now cold. The fresh bannock is cold/semi-frozen in the centre. So close! She George, the woman who we now know is owner or at least part owner, comes by to check up on us. "We love everything! Coming back tomorrow! ...with reservations!"
She ventures a couple of tables down and feedback is good but she stops in her tracks, "What can we improve?" The gentleman is confused, everything is good! George doesn't accept it, "Anything but great requires improvement! That's how we work here." Where? Here?!
So, the lesson is? Go here as soon as you can and get video or audio of the show while you enjoy your first round of warm bannock and cedar and Saskatoon berry jam. It's great. Skip the rest. If you want to take it up a notch, bring a possibly Japanese friend along, but have them come in separately as a tourist. Then let the evening unfold. read more