I am lucky enough to have grown up in Greek neighbourhood here in Vancouver. Once a year, Broadway, the neighbourhood's main artery, is shut down for the appropriately named "Greek Day", a street festival where gustation is where it's at.
I bought some baclava here. A little too honey drenched for my tastes, but still delicious. I wish I had taken a picture of the loukoumades my brother ate, because they were beautiful.