China cups were hung on display along with side plates and saucers. The decor is a bit tired but the full house of contented diners did not seem to mind in the least.

As I waited for owner/operator Jacquie Fuller, to prepare my meal, I read this sign on the wall: “We are a small family-owned restaurant with a small grill area and a usually ‘frazzled cook’ so your patience is appreciated. Open most days about 8:30 a.m. Occasionally as early as 8. But somedays as late as 9 or 9:30. We close about 7:30 or 8 p.m. Occasionally about 4 or 5 but sometimes as late as 11 or 12. Some days or afternoons, we aren’t here at all and lately we’ve been here just ’bout all the time. Except when we’re somewhere else. But we’re sure to be here then, too.”

Jacquie took some time away from the kitchen to come and chat with me about her 20-year old venture. She mentioned all the students from nearby Kildonan East Collegiate who used to come in for lunch of fries and gravy and returned as adults to visit her again. Her from-scratch cooking is the reason for her loyal customers. She mentioned that there was a pork roast in the oven for evening guests and I know for certain that the turkey in the White Rock clubhouse was freshly cut from the carcass. The sandwich was also served with ham and cheese. I happen to be a clubhouse purist and prefer “old school” ingredients of crispy bacon, turkey (or chicken), lettuce and tomato, period.

The fries were absolute perfection.

Sorry folks, my photo disc was damaged and I cannot retrieve my photos of the White Rock.

Kath’s quote: “Home is a place you grow up wanting to leave, and grow old wanting to get back to.”-John Ed

Live simply, laugh often, love deeply.