Journal Entries
Friday, May 20, 2011
Eating Like There’s No Tomorrow
On the eve of what has been predicted to be “May 21 Judgment Day,” we’ve actually planned more for the U-District Street Fair, which also starts on Saturday, than to be caught up in an end-of-the-world scenario.
However, if today is the last day of life as we know it, then Groom and I spent it eating as if there was no tomorrow.
Based on the recommendations of people who live here and are in the know, we walked for miles today (well, at least for blocks and blocks), eating our way from neighborhood to neighborhood.
We started near the University of Washington (Husky Territory) and walked to Green Lake. On the way, we stopped at Irwin’s Bakery and tried one of their apple and pecan scones.
The footpath circling the lake charmed us and folks were in a collective good mood, something we attributed more to the first sunny day in Seattle to climb the mercury ladder hitting 70 degrees(according to the news report) than to people struggling to fit one more day of exercise before the impending apocalypse.
The sky dazzled blue, the sun took center stage and we continued from Green Lake to Ballard where we feasted on quiche, chocolate croissants and coffee at the beloved Café Besalu.
Leaving our vehicle safely parked in the hotel’s garage, we also used Seattle’s great bus system to get around in addition to bi-pedding it. From the Ballard neighborhood we cashed in our transfer tickets to catch a ride to Fremont where we took Kimmmm’s advice and sampled chocolate at Theo’s. We figured what have we got to lose (except all the extra calories) and bought the ghost chili pepper chocolate bar. So hot, it can turn one into a ghost. Sounded like a perfect day for such a claim.
I don’t know if this will be our last post or if there will be anyone left to read it, but it’s sure been a good ride. If we are here tomorrow, well then come on down to the street fair and say hello.
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Hair of the Goat
We made it safely to the Emerald City this afternoon, what Seattle has been nicknamed since the early 80’s. The first thing we did after checking into our funky U-District flat was to hunt for something to eat.
Following the tantalizing aroma to Garam Masala, an “exotic Indian cuisine” restaurant on University Way, what else could we order but goat curry? It was mighty delicious. And this sign, also recently spotted, is pretty funny in light of our controversial lunch choice.
From the Ave we met up with friends and they took us to Ivar’s on Lake Union where we sat outside near the water, sipping coffee, catching up and watching the boats sail by. Some days I love my job.
The weather turned on the charm and behaved perfectly, bringing out the smiles in everyone we passed in this heavily populated area of what is also known as “Rainy City.” Hey, I thought that was Eugene!
Following the tantalizing aroma to Garam Masala, an “exotic Indian cuisine” restaurant on University Way, what else could we order but goat curry? It was mighty delicious. And this sign, also recently spotted, is pretty funny in light of our controversial lunch choice.
From the Ave we met up with friends and they took us to Ivar’s on Lake Union where we sat outside near the water, sipping coffee, catching up and watching the boats sail by. Some days I love my job.
The weather turned on the charm and behaved perfectly, bringing out the smiles in everyone we passed in this heavily populated area of what is also known as “Rainy City.” Hey, I thought that was Eugene!
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Lucky Number 13
I know, I know, we’ve been remiss. It’s been days since either Groom or I have written an entry, but if we had, it would look something like this…
Dear Diary, we packed the van.
Dear Diary, we unloaded the van.
Dear Diary, we’ve laundered the clothes, cleaned the house (again). Made more jewelry, rinsed the dishes, prepared for our housesitter, bought groceries, packed up our stuff, loaded the van.
Well, you get the picture and see why we would never bore you with such snoozy details.
Dear Diary, we packed the van.
Dear Diary, we unloaded the van.
Dear Diary, we’ve laundered the clothes, cleaned the house (again). Made more jewelry, rinsed the dishes, prepared for our housesitter, bought groceries, packed up our stuff, loaded the van.
Well, you get the picture and see why we would never bore you with such snoozy details.
In case you’re still awake, we’re almost ready to hit the trail again, heading for Seattle this time to sell our jewelry at the U-District Street Fair, where as you can see by this sign, you can find anything including “Psoriasis and Exzema.” Apparently it is free and lasts forever.
And with the iffy-mixed weather reports, all I can do at this point is invoke the well-worn and beloved ancient Saturday Market incantation, “sun, oh sun, sun I hope.”
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Queen Mums For a Day
Happy Mother's Day to all of you who are moms, have moms, or know a mom ... be sure to treat her like a queen today.
We are combining our mom visit with Medford's annual Art in Bloom festival. For the next few hours you can find us in our traditional location on the plaza by the Ginger Rogers Theater - so far the weather is holding out, but you may want to make it quick!
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