I have a complicated history with the
White Spot.
As a child we lived in Delta and I LOVED the Pirate Pack. Who didn't love the Pirate Pack? As a young adult, I worked at a theatre (now a parking lot) by the White Spot on Georgia. We ate there quite often- until I got an intestinal infection.
Funny aside, sort of- I walked into the clinic to talk about the stomach problems I was having. The Doc asked me where I had eaten and I said the White Spot. He immediately wrote me a prescription without asking any other questions. Not his first undercooked White Spot burger experience, I guessed. That was my last White Spot experience for about 10 years.
Big M and I then moved to NoBu and there is a White Spot down the hill. We started eating there again. In fact, we got engaged at that White Spot. More specifically, we had a semi-drunken conversation about what we see as the next step in our relationship and came to the agreement that marriage it was. Ah, the romance.
So we have had our ups and downs, the White Spot and I. I like their food enough, they do a good burger, but I find them overpriced for what they offer. One time we went for pancakes and they said they had "run out" of pancakes. More specifically, they had run out of the pancake mix sent from Head Office and the cooks were not authorized to mix together some flour and water to make a home made pancake. They would just rather not serve them at all. The chain restaurant mentality. Don't think outside the premade-pancake-mix box.
Mom loves the White Spot burger and we always go for a burger when she is in town.
I do enjoy their salad. I like the mix of sunflower seeds and cranberries.