After sighting a Steveston tour bus pass me by on Granville street and then learning that my colleague owns a maternity shop in Steveston, my interested was peaked. We took the sky train and a bus through Richmond to the scenic town-within-a-city. Stevestonwas put on the map by its industrial fish cannery that started in 1882. By 1890 Steveston had 15 canneries that canned salmon, herring, and other species that proliferated in the Salish Sea. Though British descendants set up shop in Steveston, the majority of the cannery workers were Japanese, Chinese, and First Nation. As Steveston is now a historic museum, its buildings, including worker’s lodgings, are kept in tact. The houses of the British families employed by the cannery put the Japanese, Chinese, and First Nation’s lodging to shame.
When World War II hit over 2000 Japanese inhabitants of Steveston were arrested and sent to internment camps in the interior of B.C. and southern Alberta. Only until four years after the war had ended were Japanese Canadians allowed to return to the coast.
In order to be able to absorb all of this interesting, albeit controversial, history we surrendered to the real reason why we came to this scenic town, the fish and chips. Though there were many a fish joint that offered a picturesque view, we opted for highest-rated, tastiest venue on Yelp which, fortunately, also provided a lovely vista.
Pajo’s, as seen below, was packed by locals and tourists, which is always a good sign. And even though I’m technically a vegetarian, I can’t help but appreciate locally caught and prepared seafood so, I used that as my excuse as I relished my two-piece fried cod. Delicious!