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Holy Cowichan!Old world meets organic in this sun-soaked paradise on Vancouver Island.
As we sit on the front porch of Fairburn Farm’s homestead, drinking white wine from just down the road while eating the only mozzarella di bufala made in Canada, the 100-mile diet feels like old news. In the Cowichan Valley, just an hour “up island” from Victoria, it’s more like the 10-mile diet – and we’re only 10 feet from those buffalo (affectionately called the girls). In the Coast Salish language, Cowichan means land warmed by the sun, and this valley gets more sunshine than anywhere else in the country. The drive on the Malahat is a roller-coaster ride through the mountains, marked by fleeting glimpses of forested hiking paths and beachy shorelines below. With a Mediterranean microclimate and homegrown-yet-haute food scene, no wonder people are calling it the next Provence. |
