Arrival
11:00A flute at the door, a wall of orange roses, and the first look at the roof before it fills.
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Resident DJs from noon under the big yellow umbrella. Daytime house, disco edits, and the moment the sun drops, something louder.
Six private cabanas on the skyline edge. Your own server, magnums on ice, and the best seat for the four o'clock saber.
Every edition ends its brunch service the same way: a blade, a bottle, and four hundred coupes raised at once.
Doors at eleven. The city, the mountains, and a yellow umbrella over every table. You can see who you are talking to.
Seafood towers, eggs benedict done properly, pastries by the dozen. Served, not buffeted, from noon to three.
At four the music turns, a bottle is opened with a blade, and the afternoon becomes the night without anyone leaving the roof.
One roof, one long table, and a running order we have kept since the first edition. Scroll sideways.
→A flute at the door, a wall of orange roses, and the first look at the roof before it fills.
Towers land on the long table. Three courses, poured continuously, under the umbrellas.
Chairs get pushed back. Daytime disco, orange smoke in the sun, and the dance floor finds itself.
The blade, the bottle, the whole roof with a coupe in the air. Then the lights come on and nobody goes home.
Half an acre of park in the sky at the JW Marriott Parq, with BC Place on one side and the water and the North Shore on the other. Ten minutes from anywhere downtown, and the only rooftop in the city built to hold a brunch this size.
Every ticket includes brunch service and a welcome glass. Tables and cabanas are released to the list first.
A long backlit bar inside, a rooftop park outside, and the whole floor ours for the day. Rain plan included: the lounge takes the long table, the terrace takes the dancing.
The first Sunday. Four hundred guests, one long table, sun until seven.
Daytime disco and house until the saber, then the roof turns into the night.
Seafood towers, eggs benedict, pastries and a dessert cart that does a lap of the roof.
Linen, silk, something yellow if you have it. Hats welcome, heels optional.
