My wife and I are from the Pacific Northwest…she born and raised in Ketchikan, me in Seattle…so British Columbia was somewhere we both traveled fairly often through the years. But for some reason, neither of us ever tasted a Nanaimo Bar.
Whoa! Talk about orgasmic food. Damn. We each got two bites but they were heavenly.
If you’re wondering why the accompanying photo is of My Beloved on the Cedar River Trail and not a shot of those delectable pastries, it’s because the food was gone in an instant. The 1.45 mile walk to help erase those calories took us 40 minutes.