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Originally Posted by Tapioca
I spent many Saturday mornings in Chinatown riding shotgun in my dad's car during grocery runs. Back then, Chinatown was the only place to get your Asian groceries and produce. Even in the late 1980s, Main and Hastings was not the war zone that it is today. My dad would put in a couple of dimes (which would get us a good 45 minutes) into the meter and we would walk up and down Hastings - perhaps taking a peek at what Army and Navy had for sale. We would have lunch at Goldstone, or at a BBQ house on Main St. between Pender and Keefer (on the west side of the street; I can't recall the name.) I remember that all along Hastings, there were banks, but now, only the RBC remains on the corner of Main and Hastings.
Other things I remember:
- I remember when Yaletown was really a rail cargo processing area instead of the full-blown neighbourhood that it is today.
- I remember when Pink Pearl was the place for dim sum on the weekends.
- I remember listening to Frosty on NW98. I also remember listening to Woodwards' "$1.49-day" jingles.
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oh hey we're in the same boat! but we didn't have a car then just "bc transit" with those weird orange/brown colors they used to have... but transit those days was much nicer than it is now. buses were clean and no one would try to rob or kill you like today.