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It was Friday night and the joint was jumping. Vancouver’s financial worker bees had swarmed for their TGIF thing. The drinkers flocked to the mahogany antique bar, while the foodies massed at the counter of the open kitchen begging tidbits from the chefs. Booths were full of casual diners and even the sidewalk was thronged - until Vancouver’s liquid sunshine began to fall.

Named for the high-mountain falcon's nest, The Aerie opened in 1991 as a simple 12 room Bed and Breakfast and soared in just a few years to one of North America's finest resorts. Maria along with her 5-star executive chef husband and her son, Markus Griesser, created this remarkable roost. Markus, arriving for a short visit during construction, was so taken with Vancouver Island, he stayed on as the Aerie's General Manager and most gracious host.

Inside, one dines peacefully in grand, airy rooms. The Aerie's extremely well thought-out dining room is built along a series of tall bay windows. Space is divided by small walls, arches and pillars, giving everyone a view and crowding no one. A warm and professional staff, soft sounds from the pianist, and crisp white table linens and orchids all enhance the ambiance.

"Gobsmacked!" exclaimed the man from Kew - he meant he was utterly astonished, Butchart was terrific! Later, he admitted he hadn't looked forward to this "floral Disneyland" of less than serious gardening. Mr. Ian Ross, the Butcharts' grandson and restorer of the gardens after the forced neglect of WWII was adamant that the gardens be for pleasure. And so they are: exuberant, colorful, lavish, and even theatrical.