Lands End Café — Restaurant in North Saanich

I ordered the breakfast flatbread. It turned out that it looked nothing like the picture on the menu screen. Instead of a fluffy piece of flatbread topped with egg, hash browns, cheese, and meat, as the description indicates - as in what most would consider to be an actual meal, I instead received an over-toasted, freezer burnt, piece of cardboard-like bread, which when carbon dated, indicates an age of ~750 years. It was lightly sprinkled with microscopic bits of what appeared to be space food, only somehow more dry, unidentifiable, and less nourishing. I actually started to think maybe I was supposed to let it soak in water to allow it to reconstitute. If you’re considering spending $10+tax on this, don’t bother, unless you’re training to be an astronaut, in which case, eating this alone will fully prepare you for what life will be like on Mars, but you probably won’t make it because this meal alone will likely not only not provide you with any nourishment to speak of, and cause you to actually become malnourished as a result of eating it, it will probably also dehydrate you to the point that you will likely never fully recover. You may also need to see a dentist afterwards as most of your teeth will have a high chance of chipping as a result of biting down on fossilized...

I do not consider a picky man, when it comes to coffee. I’m pretty happy with cowboy coffee, even if I have to chew the grounds a little, or even Tim Hortons if it’s a real caffeine emergency.

So listen, good people, when I say that the so-called latte I ordered here had a taste so indescribable, so utterly unlike coffee, that I’ve taken to the internet to complain about it.

Imagine, if you will, a mixture of campfire ashes and slightly burnt, sour milk. Perhaps with a hint of citrus. That does not do the taste justice, really, but the substance I sipped at the Lands End Cafe cannot be explained by the mere written word.

No doubt, had I swallowed more than a few sips, the Lands End would have tragically become my life’s end.

Heed my warning. Just buy a soda...

Food is disgusting and overpriced, and seem to be trying to cater more to the Starbucks crowd as opposed to families. If your kid wants a piece of cardboard dressed up as "artisan flatbread" then you're in luck, but if you want something like a basic hot dog then you'll have to wait for the seasonal outdoor food booth to be open so they can fleece you for like 9 bucks for a weiner. It's disgraceful that they have way better food options on the boats than they do at this terminal—do yourself a favor and instead either eat on the boat or drive 5 minutes to Sidney. This place does not deserve your business until they rework the menu, in both content and quality. Whoever is responsible for the current menu...