I promised this entry ages ago (and wrote out the original edition in the coffee house itself, albeit with far more exclamation points), and now I finally have the gumption to type it out.
Coffee House: Blenz on Granville Rd. in downtown Vancouver.
Atmosphere: Exactly what it needs to be -- a nice spot to sit, relax and watch people, on a busy street. They also played really sweet music.
Service: Excellent, considering the fact that we were disoriented tourists who were dragging in a bunch of luggage and took ages to decide. (And had Laura wandering down the street to McDonald's and coming back with a McFlurry.) They were very gracious, and really fun. The one drawback of the service was the bathrooms, which I was informed were "sketchy."
Coffee: Fun options, such as the Maple Macchiato Latte (which both Ari and I got). Christopher would've been thrilled. Karl got a Matchachillo, which created a monster (he went out and bought his own Matcha the next day, and just made iced matcha lattes tonight). He described the "chillo" version (slurpee, essentially) as "Yoda in a blender." I haven't recovered. I was curious to try their house blends of coffee, which were all named after areas of Vancouver.
Price: at first I found it to be steep, but then I compared it with the other coffee shops on the west coast, and discovered that it's reasonable. Apparently, I'm spoiled on the prairies.
Grade: A (started off as A+ until Ari saw the bathrooms).
After discovering Blenz, and then hanging out at Toria's a block and a half from my new house, I discovered that BC is the Coffee House Junkie's heaven. I'm anticipating the future addiction. And Christopher is dreading the potential coffee-related expenditures. This is why someone needs to buy us a cappuccino maker for our wedding. Oh! And coffee syrups.