Let me get straight to the point on this one (and all obvious-like, there’ll be five of them):
- A group of us from grindathletix finally set the Sunday morning brunch cross-hairs on The Five Point (we took a pass on Tomato - no point in subjecting the crew to another service train wreck in slow motion)
- Some might think that after orbiting it for quite some time (like here, and here, and here), it’s about damn time we reviewed them
- The decor, and Noshwell might agree with me on this one, is a tad dark and Mr. Dressup like, but it works for early morning brunch
- The brunch menu is probably as plain vanilla as it gets (minus the Goldschlaeger syrup) and the beer menu, is, well, uninspiring
- After almost subtracting 600 points from their score for no espresso machine, my favourite part, the server agreed that it was lame and had ‘no problem with us moseying down the street to pick up our favourite brew) - hello JJ Bean House of Coffee
I wasn’t expecting any pomp n’ circumstance, nor was I expecting to be wowed by The Five Point’s culinary genius. And guess what - I didn’t get any.
What I did get, though, was a level of service that made the most of the situation (ie., not caring if you bring in a coffee that tickles your fancy from somewhere else). And to be honest, despite The Five Point’s service shortcomings - took quite some time to be attended to - they really tried hard once we were locked n’ loaded with our server (extra points for the coffee shop green light - wish I knew your name to give you the proper props here).
Getting down to brass tacks, I’m confident telling you that The Five Point is not necessarily a must-do on the brunch circuit; however, it certainly is a place that punches above its weight class, if that excites ya.
darren
















A restaurant that isn’t all that busy for brunch in Vancouver? The menu is serviceable for brunch but rather uninspired. At our end of the table between the somewhat longish delays in service, I noted the good attention to the oenophile’s requests for various wines. Something I didn’t expect from a brunch joint. But the lack of an expresso machine is beyond bizarre in caffeine addicted Vancouver.