Musings of a Seattle Maven

Oh, baby!

2012-01-22T12:53:00.001-08:00

I've been eating them for years, and making them for decades. Babies, folks. Dutch Babies. Golden, hot, pillowy cushions of fluffy egg goodness. A perfect blending of savory, tart and sweet (at least in my incarnation).

Taking a minimum of usually-in-the-fridge-and-pantry items, in a half an hour Dutch Babies can be yours. While mixing the following ingredients in a blender, fire up the oven to 450 degrees and place a cast iron skillet on the middle rack. My skillet is 8" diameter, but you can proportion the recipe up or down as necessary for your skillet's size.
Toss 5 eggs into the blender and whirl until a frothy light-yellow. Add alternately 2/3 C flour and 2/3 C whole milk. Mix until thoroughly combined, then add a 1/2 tsp of salt.
Now back to that smokin' hot skillet: once it's up to temperature, toss a half cube of butter into it until nearly melted. Quickly pour the egg/milk/flour mixture in, and set the timer for 15 minutes. Once your baby-in-the-making begins to puff on the edges (at the 15 minute mark) turn the temperature down to 375 degrees until it has a uniform brown and the center has fully set. Immediately remove from the pan, add a dollop of butter ... Sprinkle with sifted powdered sugar and drizzle with lemon (or lime juice) to your preference. Work quickly, as these deflate quickly once pulled from the oven.
Although I've only had the aforementioned topping, other recipes call for the addition of a tablespoon of sugar, a half-teaspoon of cinnamon, a teaspoon of vanilla and a topping of homemade apple pie filling. Blueacre Seafood in downtown Seattle is the first restaurant I know of in the core of the city to offer Dutch Babies on their weekend brunch menu. Their addition of macerated strawberries and house made Cool Whip sounds delicious!

History: Manca's Cafe at 2nd & Columbia was opened in the early 1900s - closing somewhere in the early 1950s. Dutch Babies were a staple there - said to be the first restaurant in the area to have them regularly on their menu.

Biscuit, Meet Gravy

2011-12-29T07:22:00.000-08:00

Not quite sure where my love of biscuits and gravy blossomed. I never had 'em as a kid. Found the gravy rather gelatinous and gaggy as a 20-something, but now find they move me like magnetic north moves a compass needle. I'd never consider myself a connoiseur of anything, but I guess I come close to it when visiting the world of biscuits and gravy.

I found myself on the road just a morning ago - dropping the boy off at the crack o' dawn for an early-morning roll-out with the UW Huskies. Hating traffic as I do, I drove the usually up-around-and-down circuitous route into the campus, which just happened to take me past Voula's Offshore Cafe. After dropping the boy, it occurred to me that I'd be nearly 2 hours early to work if I just jetted around Lake Union and back into downtown, so instead, I pondered my options: Find a spectacular spot to watch the sunrise (immediately shot down due to cloud cover and impending rain) or ... go back to Voula's - where I'd only been once before, but where I felt my magnetic north was pulling me.

Backing into a spot in front of the restaurant that really seemed to be calling out my name, I knew by looking into the brightly-lit diner that this was, indeed, the right choice. Crusty marine techs and grease-under-the-nails dudes sat at nearly every table. Not an eye batted as I made my way over to a counter-roost at the far corner of the line. 'Mellow' would be an understatement, 'tho there was a friendly 'G'morning' from the head hashbrown-flipper as I passed by.

I immediately spotted 'Billy Biscuits' on the menu and knew I'd found my calling. The only problem? There was no way I was telling the waitress I wanted 'Billy Biscuits'. Who makes up a name like that for biscuits and gravy, anyway?

Order placed (with a note that I wanted my hashbrowns extra crispy, of course), I enjoyed my piping-hot coffee and morning Seattle P-I. I've got to say, listening to two slightly rough-hewn characters sitting at the counter next to me talking about one's new love interest was nearly more than I could bear. Their girl-talk about how SHE didn't have a job (i.e., she's an artist), and he didn't know if he could keep up with her spontaneous schedule was hilarious. Hearing him say that he'd been up half the night wondering why she hadn't called was over-the-top. They were sounding more sorority girl and less marine mechanic by the second!

Fortunately, my order came quickly. The hashbrowns were cooked to perfection - the crispiest I've had in the city, without a big of sogginess. Golden brown turned to the dark side ... just to my liking. Already, Voula's was bringing me their A-game. The real test would be the star of the plate: my biscuits and gravy, of course. Voula's biscuits were a close second to the best I've had, and the gravy couldn't have been hotter. I'd watched the line chef check the temp and heat it up on the induction plate (as if he could read my mind) - which pleased me to no end. I'm shocked how many restaurants serve these with tepid gravy. Nothing worse than a beige heap of luke-warm gravy first thing in the morning. I dove in fork-first: biscuits with gravy ... gravy with hashbrowns ... hashbrowns with gravy and biscuit ... egg with biscuit ... egg with gravy ... I felt like a pig in a poke! After what seemed like an hour of shoveling in this mound of salty, sausage-y deliciousness into my face, I sat back sated - sadly having nearly half left on my plate.

Doggie bags for breakfast just aren't my thing. I knew I'd never have the same experience with an hour's-old (or next day) re-heat, so I waddled away from the residual of my breakfast, paid the bill (barely over $10!) and plunked myself back in the car.

Voula's - I'll be back.

Oyster Love

2011-12-07T13:11:00.000-08:00

As Space Needle and salmon are the posterchildren for Seattle, the same is true for oysters ... and I love 'em! Again and again I'm asked my opinion - not only on the best restaurants to get these sweet, briney treats-of-the-sea, but which varieties scintillate my tastebuds most. From my discussions of all-things-oyster with those in the know, I'm finding that love for a specific oyster type varies as much as flavors of ice cream. With four distinctive types in the NW (Olympia, Pacific, European Flat and Kumamoto), there's truly something for everything in Washington's oyster world! My understanding is that the tiny, yet plump, Olympia is the only native variety to the area - perhaps adding to my love-addiction.

My first introduction to the oyster world came early on with the cracker-crusted, baked, out-of-a-jar type my mom was infamous for preparing. While not favorites as I reflect back, they certainly warmed my palate for the future. A trip in my early 20's to Florida reminds me never to eat an oyster on the east coast.

If you're looking for a 'gateway oyster', Olympia is your bivalve of choice. Their sweet, palatable flavors (with a distinguishable cucumber aftertaste) is a perfect way to begin. Not too briney, and relatively mild, most anyone trying an Olympia will have a second (and a third).

Let's get down to the nitty (but not gritty) of this. Where do I recommend you satisfy your oyster cravings? Elliott's Oysterhouse on Pier 55 has a reputation for excellence and absolutely stand behind it. Their shuckers are virtually an encyclopedia of knowledge when it comes to the little guys. The Brooklyn Steak, Seafood and Oysterhouse is another beautiful example of the plethora of options in the northwest (with accompanying vodka samplers to boot!). Blueacre, Harborside and Aqua by El Gaucho all have a stunning number of just-out-of-the-bay selections that'll knock your socks off. But the crowning jewel for me? The flash-fried Totten Inlet Pacific oysters available at Steelhead Diner in the Pike Place Market. Can't find me at lunch time? Look no further than the chef's counter at Steelhead Diner watching on as chef Anthony prepares crispy, golden orbs of oystery-goodness nestled on a bed of bloody mary sauce. Wow! A surprising second-choice for the crisp-fried type? Just as the name suggests, Emmett Watson's Oyster Bar, tucked in the bowels of the Pike Place Market marries 'homey feel' and ''delicious oysters' perfectly.

My advice? Don't be afraid. Like ice cream flavors, they all beg for a taste. Try 'em and let me know -- what's your favorite?

Oh, for the Love of Frozen Custard!

2010-05-25T06:56:00.000-07:00

I should have seen it coming - the Frozen Custard magnet's pulled me in! Sure, I'd stopped off on a hot summer day at Old School Frozen Custard's newly-opened shop last summer. Yup - it was creamy and delicious. Surprised? Naw - I knew going in on a hot day that it'd be just the elixer after a long day at Madison Beach. Occasionally over the months it's now been I've had fleeting thought of chocolatey-goodness from their frozen trove, but I'd overcome these little cravings with a busy life and a lack geographical convenience.

But then, they Tweeted: "Orange Creamsicle is our FOD today and tonight! http://bit.ly/bGFm9F". It was in my head. Their orange creamsicle tweet sat in some sweet spot in my brain the entire day. I knew it wouldn't be 'on the way' to anything in my day's range of motion, yet I knew I'd find a way.

Perhaps it was knowing I'd be walking through their doorway by day's end that made me a little more motivated to walk - a little more chipper when toiling in the yard. There was a little spring in my step all day knowing I'd find a way.

And so I sit this morning - pint-container in hand, licking out the last tiny bits of orange creamsicly-goodness - reflecting back on a day full of motivation .... and full of frozen custard!

Oh the creamy goodness. Reflecting back, I wonder why I ever enjoyed ice cream and/or gelato. Is this how drug addicts feel when they go from gateway drugs to the hard stuff? Can you never look back once you've tried it? Color me addicted.

Twitterpation

2009-10-16T20:33:00.000-07:00

I think I'm in love with Twitter. Not I-want-to-marry-you love, but the I've-found-Twitter-to-fit-into-my-life-with-near-perfection love. I like sharing tidbits and anecdotes with a crowd (which is odd since I also consider myself to be an extroverted introvert). Twitter brings a sprinkling of life to my computer. I find myself looking forward to making, and reading, my first Tweet of each day. As my coffee perks and I ready for my day, somewhere deep within my synapses I find myself looking for a little gem; something I'll later share with a pleasant posse of Twitter followers.

Interaction with others is a magic elixir for me. I've said before, and mean when I say, that I may have the best job in Seattle. Not because of fun perks and adventurous fact-seeking missions, but because of my daily interactions with the world. A call from Seattle-focused Bostonians seeking information on our city brings giddiness as I pare down precise interests and desires. A foodie? I'm delighted to share a few of my favorite gems in and around this city. An outdoorsman? I know they'll think of my story of misty-hiking as they climb the butt-busting trail to Comet Falls. The punky looking 20-something neighbors from the bay area taking their $39-Virgin-Air-to-Seattle mancation? They came asking where the closest Sprint store was located - they left after 15-minutes with a pocket-full-of-Ann. They're ready to see the city with the sage-like hints I'd passed on. I once thought it was a love of power that made me enjoy these interactions, but I've come to learn that it's not that at all; it's an intrinsic need to share what I know with others to enhance their experience. It's an insatiable desire to help.

This is why I love Twitter. At any moment I can find answer-seekers within my realm. I can share wisdom, experiences and Twitter smiles. I can make a day a little better, or make a week downright perfect for someone else. If that's not Twitterpation, I don't know what is.

The Seattle Chill

2009-10-11T08:00:00.001-07:00

I welcome October's imminent chill each year. Contrary to popular belief, we receive a healthy dose of sunshine during the summer months in Seattle (maybe this is a stretch - should I say we usually receive this?!). Regardless, after long summer months filled with crisp blue skies, my classically-tan arms seem to yearn for something less warm. It's at this time - during the long, warm days of August - I embrace my inner-giddiness in outwardly welcoming fall's crisp mornings and sloggy afternoons.

Perhaps it's the changes I see in my environment that lead me to this love of fall: sun-scorched lawns find renewed green. Brilliant green vine maples begin their subtle transition to surreal reds. Birds whose chirping seems to wane after summer's endless sun, re-emerge to party in fall's crisp air. I, on the other hand, happily shiver while walking (still sans jacket) to my morning bus stop, but with a secret smile of satisfaction in knowing that the afternoon home-bound walk will likely bring temperatures needing not a wrap nor a peeling of layers. I love fall's perfection!

Seattle itself hosts such an abundance of parks and greenbelts to enjoy fall's color. Unlike other cities and states where falls colors brings swarms of visitors, Seattle (and the northwest) are more subtle in their 'advertising'. Perhaps the colors and beauty aren't shouted from every mountaintop, but they remain yet another Seattle surprise.

A drive through the Washington Park Arboretum on the city's eastern flank may not be the rolling hills of Vermont, but stop - park - and walk through this in-city gem and gawk at alder, hemlock, Japanese maple and mountain ash with more variety and color than a full set of crayolas.

Continue out the northern end of the park and wind your way around to the campus of the University of Washington where century-old maples frame well-rounded architectural styles. Wander the southeast corner (north of the Evergreen Point Floating Bridge) behind the Museum of History of Industry to take in various ground-hugging northwest varietals while walking Marsh Island's planks and boardwalks. (Watch for the occasional log-laying turtle absorbing last bits of the season's sun for their long, cool winter). Neighborhoods north of the campus bring you through winding neighborhood roads nestled in trees-aflame (offset beautifully by local coniferous evergreens).

Haven't had enough? Go west! West to Discovery Park, that is. This 520+ acre wilderness park (within the city's limits) boasts alder, hemlock, salal, vine maple and ash that'll literally knock your socks off come fall-color time. Park at the visitor center and walk the miles of hiking trails within the park (not to mention over 75 varieties of birds making the park their home!).

While the city and it's surrounds offer an abundance of fall color, if you're looking for more you needn't head out of the northwest. My favorite drive? A portion of the 'Cascade Loop' heading due-east into the Cascade Mountains. Begin your drive heading east on Hwy 2 - winding through charming towns and rural farmlands, you'll find yourself gaining elevation as you climb Stevens Pass. The mountainsides are ablaze with chartreuse and crimson huckleberry bushes, sprinkled with a contrasting dose of vine maple. While miles from Seattle, within a few hours you'll find yourself on the eastern slopes of the Cascades ready to be welcomed by the charming, Bavarian town of Leavenworth. Stop for lunch, or continue to the highway 97 cutoff for more mountains and color on Blewett Pass (beginning to circle-back to return to Seattle). Larch and sub-alpine are abundant on this 4,000+ foot mountain pass. Continue the loop through open rangelands flanked by high peaks and thick evergreen forests while returning to the city via Interstate 90. Small towns, each worth a stop for varying reasons, dot the highway before winding up 3,000-foot Snoqualmie Pass before the 45-minute cruise back into the city.

Embrace the changes in and around our city as Fall is finally upon us.

Arboretum maps and information: http://depts.washington.edu/wpa/hilights.htm

Discovery Park trails and maps: http://www.seattle.gov/parks/trails_detail.asp?id=310

Birds of Discovery Park: http://www.seattle.gov/parks/Environment/DiscoveryParkBirds.pdf

Leavenworth travel and tourism information: www.leavenworth.org

More on the Cascade Loop Scenic Highway: www.cascadeloop.com

Goodbye Best Friend

2009-10-03T10:25:00.000-07:00

On that cold, pre-Christmas day 6 years ago I knew the moment I saw the shivering English Setter in the back of the Eastgate Humane Society's kennel that he and I would be friends. Among a sea of barking, whining agitated dogs, he quietly and patiently sat - as if waiting for my arrival.

I hadn't planned on finding a new dog yet. It'd been less than six months since I'd sat with my German Shepherd, Buddy, as he took his last breath amidst our summer-lush backyard. Within the hardy fuchsias and blossoming gladiolas he left to chase an endless supply of squirrels in the doggie great-beyond.

My trip initially was for holiday trimmings. My 12-year-old son and I hopped in our SUV that morning heading out for tree-farms unknown east of the city. However as we exited the city in morning's still-early night, I must have subconsciously noted the Human Society's sign to my left, and without hesitation (or intent, for that matter), my gas-guzzling four-wheeler made a line directly for the Center's parking lot. We wandered in among kennels of the sad, the hyper and the loud - and found amongst this canine sea a beacon of sweetness: Baker. The papers clipped outside his cell told a story of a dog who was loved, but given up - not once, but twice. "Friendly, sweet and loving" were traits I needn't read, but could see in his eyes. "Cat friendly" was the icing on the canine cake! A part of me had to wonder if it'd been luck or timing that had brought him in just the night before, and me on this morning. Once introduced officially by Center staff, I new Baker and I would fit well together.

Baker's first trip to see 'Dr. Jim' (the vet) was uneventful ("All's well with this pup!"), but memorable. Maybe Dr. Jim told all of his patients that he'd "never seen a dog bond so quickly and thoroughly with an owner" before, but I certainly felt he was sincere in noting what I deeply felt.

After just a month with my new best friend Baker, I felt a need to try to connect with his previous owner. My pile of papers from the Human Society, even those from his AKC registration, of course left out details of this. My thought immediately turned to the 'Rant and Rave' section of the local newspaper. Within moments my rave was crafted: 'To the selfless previous-owner of Baker, the English Setter: I'm sure it was a difficult decision for you to give him up, but thank you! He is the perfect addition to our family.' Within the week this was printed in the paper (and of course immediately posted on my fridge). Some part of me knew those who had shared Baker's earlier life would see this and smile.

After six years and endless hours of side-by-side walks, beach-side frivolity, attentive squirrel-chasing and odd eating habits gone (ever known a dog to refuse meat?), I spent the day reflecting on a life with Baker, and what a life without him would bring. I poured through photos of energy, fun, envy and smiles as I remembered what love my best-friend had brought to me. These memories gave me the strength to sit with Baker as I said my finally 'goodnight'. His ear became the first thing my tears touched as he took his final breath. Through celebration, divorce, sickness and mourning Baker was my constant friend: his tail-wagging greeting at day's end, as if having pined-away for me through the day, brought happiness to me even after the most difficult of days.

I'll have another best friend, but I'll never find another Baker.

How Do I Get To/From the Airport?

2009-09-18T16:01:00.001-07:00

My most-asked question of all time from visitors?"How do I get from the airport to downtown?". Like in most cities, there's not just one option in Seattle - instead, we have a wide variety of transportation methods from public busses to towncars and limousines (and nearly everything in between).

Trains, planes and automobiles:

Public busses no longer serve the Seatac airport to downtown Seattle route.

A new Sound Transit Link Light Rail system opened in Seattle in early August '09. Trains depart Seatac airport every 10-20 minutes connecting travellers to downtown via the Sound Transit Link Light Rail system. A user-friendly ticketing system allows users to purchase rail tickets in the station to downtown. *Note: a round-trip light rail ticket is available for $5.50/day. This pass is not transferrable to other public busses in downtwon Seattle. The trip to downtown once departing from Seatac is approximately 50 minutes. Trains run every 10-15 minutes from 5:20am-12:20am. http://www.soundtransit.org/x11204.xml for additional information.

Shuttle Express offers a downtown airporter service from the airport to 8 major downtown hotel locations (with close proximity to many others). This bus service operates every 20-minutes throughout the day departing from scheduled airporter area outside Door 00 at the airport. Travel time is approximately 45-60 minutes. The first bus departs the airport mid-morning / last bus in the evening departs at 9pm. Cost is $18/one-way. More information on Shuttle Express' downtown airporter, or their shared-ride van service, is available at: http://www.shuttleexpress.com/hotels.html or by calling them toll-free at (800) 487-7433.

Taxis are available on a metered fare from the airport into downtown Seattle at a rate of $2.50/mile with a $2.50/pickup fee. The distance from airport to downtown is approximately 13 miles to most locations - usual fee is $35-$45 depending on traffic situations. Allow approximately 30-minutes for travel. Seattle Tacoma Int'l Taxi Association (STITA) operates cabs providing transportation into the city of Seattle (206-246-9999).
Taxis from downtown locations are regulated by the City of Seattle and are operated on a flat-fee schedule. Fare from downtown to SeaTac airport is $32. Contact Orange Cab at (206) 552-8800 or Yellow Cab at (206) 622-6500 for reservations.

Multiple limousine, van and towncar services offer downtown and airport service. Visit the Convention and Visitors Bureau's website at http://bit.ly/SeattleTrans for a full listing of these SCVB member companies. Towncar transportation cost is approximately $45-$75 from the airport to downtown/$40-$70 from downtown to the airport.

Ah - Go Take a Hike!

2009-09-06T17:16:00.000-07:00

Since born in Washington State, I'd be doing more than stretching the truth to say that scenic beauty is why I moved to the state - however, it is what's kept me here. Born in a tiny town nestled at the base of the Cascade Range, I was raised in an area abundant in natural everything: beauty, surroundings and inspiration. Seattle was a natural progression for me - sitting at the apex of three of the most scenic natural parks in the country (Mt. Rainier, Olympic and North Cascades) this area offers everything I need to sate my desires for culture, food, wine and nature.

Within the city itself are a treasure-trove of parks offering something for everyone. My favorites? Those which bring the rugged surrounding of the Olympics and Cascades (or at least 'the best of') to my city:

Discovery Park (http://www.cityofseattle.net/Parks/environment/discovparkindex.htm): Within the 530+ acres of this in-city park just a few miles NW of downtown lies the first of Seattle's gems. With wide-open, wind-swept fields overlooking Puget Sound and the Olympics and heavily-wooded thickets reminiscent of trails over 3-hours east, this parks hosts hours of hiking opportunity (and even a hidden heron rookery!). As the only 'wilderness park' within the city, I've been asked if there's something more 'woodsy' by visitors. More 'woodsy' than, let's say bears and cougars? (Both have been sighted in the park in recent years!). Discovery Park offers nearly everything you'll find in a Cascade trail, but is accessible in 25-minutes by public bus! (Metro #19 or #24 from 4th & University)

Schmitz Park Preserve (http://www.seattle.gov/parks/park_detail.asp?ID=465): Tiny when compared to Discovery Park, Schmitz Park is tucked away in a residential neighborhood overlooking Seattle's Alki Beach. With miles of hiking trails (and associated stinging nettles), Schmitz boasts the only old forest within the city. (Metro #54 or #56 from 1st & Pine.)

Washington Park Arboretum (http://depts.washington.edu/wpa/index.htm): Wrapping from the Washington Ship Canal south of the University of Washington and cradling acres of estuaries, the Arboretum's 230 acres are a sharp contrast to the wild, rustic acreage of Schmitz and Discovery parks. The Arboretum is a classic example of how parks can educate: over 10,000 (of a total 20,000+) species are catalogued in collections. Seattle's 'metronatural' tag is prevalent within the meandering acres of meandering grassy-pathways and waterways. Punctuated by stunning Japanese gardens on its southern flanks, this park is easy accessible from nearly every side. (Metro #11 drops riders only a short walk from the Japanese pavilion).

Want to really get out and see the area? Take a day-trip, or overnight, to one of the three national parks in the area. (www.nps.gov) Each brings a unique experience for visitors and locals. Mt. Rainier's old-growth forests, cascading waterfalls and glaciers offer views and enjoyment for every type of traveller. Olympic National Park's Hoh rainforest - as the only temperate rainforest in the continental United States - brings something unique and exciting. Roving herds of Roosevelt elk, soaring eagles and crashing waves on the Pacific Coast make this a worthwhile (yet extremely long) day trip. North Cascades Park sets itself aside from others not only in its remote location, but also because no roads actually enter the park. If you're a day-hiker or backpacker, this park should be a part of your northwest experience! Hike the shoreline of Diablo Lake's deep turquoise waters, or venture into dense forests of year's old cedar and Douglas fir.

The beauty of parks in Seattle and Washington State? Coupled with the city, it's difficult to find an experience that compares. Where else can you walk through old-growth forest during the day, enjoy dinner with a James Beard chef, then punctuate your evening with Broadway entertainment or world-class jazz artists?

Northwest Mancation

2009-08-25T11:03:00.000-07:00

The thought occurred to me this morning: in a world of StayCations and Vacations-In-Your-Own-Backyard, why not something more specifically catering to a more manly crowd? A Northwest MANcation, if you will. I imagine this as more than just a swilling of beer and beating of chests, but the opportunity to men to be men. You know - the whole high-fiving, hairy-chested, stuff that men live for: strapping on a nylon harness and rapelling down the climbing wall at REI; donning skirt and oars and paddling Puget Sound; hooting and hollering from pub to bar - Pioneer Square to Belltown. Seattle was basically created as a playground for men! (Picture Henry Yesler and William Bell high-fiving as they caught their first King salmon - barehanded!)

I see differing views now that I say "MANcation" out loud: high-fiving, beer-drinking, chest-beating golfers spendin the day one-upping and butt-slapping ... as well as a softer, 'new-manly' side: The MANcation of back and chest-waxing ... of spa treatments and gossip. Men arguing over the merits of Tazo versus Chai ... talks of Baccu Bucci's vs. Armani ... discussions about eyebrow arches and skin conditioner. Laugh if you will, but these are mancations I've actually seen and heard: calls being taken at our visitor center with curious can-we's? Of course - any vacation possible here - mancation included!

What if we could incorporate jousting into a MANcation? Perhaps pit the Chai-sippers against the ale-swillers! Put 'em out in the middle of Puget Sound in rowboats and have 'em have at each other. I suspect it'd draw more attendees than a Mariner's game!

Okay guys, Wolf down the 24 oz Porterhouse at the Metropolitan Grill (you'll be in good company). Dine on the potato-wrapped halibut at Etta's or try the lavender cosmo at Palomino. Really - it's more than a man who can swagger into Vessel's pre live-theatre crowd and order that raspberry lemondrop! Be it chest-thumping or Brazilian-waxing, Seattle is the perfect place to start your Mancation!

(Blogger's note to self: Consider FANcations -- the post-menopausal woman's perfect escape.)

You Asked ... I Told!

2009-08-23T12:29:00.001-07:00

Basic Sweet Dough Recipe:

1 T dry yeast (check expiration date - the fresher, the better!)
1/4 C warm water
3 T honey
6 T cut-up butter
1/2 C milk, scalded then cooled to 'warm'
2 eggs at room temperature
Grated peel of 1-2 lemons
1/2 t salt
1 t pure vanilla
3 cups unbleached white flour (I usually use 2 cups white plus 1 cup wheat flour)

Sprinkle yeast over water and stir to dissolve and let proof (sit until foamy). Add butter & honey to milk, stire and cool to lukewarm. In bowl, beat eggs slightly. Stir in proofed yeast, milk misture, lemon peel, salt and vanilla. Gradually beat in 1 & 3/4 C of the flour. Beat vigorously about 3 minutes (until you see bubbles of air caught within the dough - that's a good sign!). Beat in another 3/4 C flour. The dough will be very gloopy at this point.

Cover with a tea towel for about an hour in a warm place (or in the oven on PROOF mode). Stire down and turn out onto a floured surface. Mix with remaining 1/2 C flour. Knead gently, additional additional flour if necessary until smooth and pliable. Dough should 'snap' when kneaded and when squeezed should feel a little buttery but not sticky.

For cinnamon rolls:

Roll dough out 1/2" thick on floured surface. Slather in melted butter, and sprinkle with cinnamon and sugar (to your liking). Roll and pinch at edges. Slice in 1-1/2" slices and place on baking sheet with 1" between rolls. Cover with tea towel and let rise 20-30 minutes. Heat oven to 350 degrees and bake until perfectly golden brown.

For more decadence: Mix 3T cream cheese, 1-2 cups powdered sugar and as much cream (or half-and-half) to make an icing consistence.

For sticky buns:

Follow directions to create rolled buns (above).

Prepare edged baking dish with 1/2 C melted butter covering the bottom, a layer of 1/2-3/4 cups of brown sugar, 1 cup of chopped or whole pecans, and a drizzling of Karo corn syrup. Place uncooked rolls atop sugar/nuts approx. 1" apart. Bake at 350 until bottom has carmelized and buns are golden brown. Immemdiately flip (taking care for results of molten carmel on skin) onto serving platter and enjoy. Yes - you can even add a pat of butter to each for more decadence!

A Morning in the Market

2009-08-16T14:58:00.000-07:00

Visiting Pike Place Market certainly isn't new to me. I work less than a 10-minute walk away, and my bus departs for home just 2 blocks up Pike from it - but the Market takes on a unique feel early in the morning on Sundays. It's this time of the day when the Market feels most unique and real to me. Not that it isn't the rest of the time, but as vendors are opening-up shop and stacking their wares is when they're most approachable to me. They'll chat more (albiet while they're unpacking), and you can really learn something from them when they haven't been sapped by their 1,000th question about the first Starbucks or the location of the bathrooms. I guess what I'm trying to say is that they're most personable at this hour. They ask more questions ("What's all the fish for?" "Inviting others to enjoy that, too?" "Live closeby?") and seem more sincere in wanting answers. Later in the day, their questions sound more contrived - although maybe it's just the way I perceive it as I've been taxed by questions, too, by day's end.

I love meandering through the maze of vehicles to my favorite fish shop in search of mussels or clams or smoked fish-bellies. I love the warmth my loaf of bread still holds - hearkening back to still being in their 'rising' stage when my eyes were still blisfully closed and my head on pillow. I love the freshness of the air - not yet tinged with spilled lattes and sun-warmed fish entrails. Even the wafting scents from Daily Dozen seem to linger as they dance to my nose to the music provided by buskers.

Every weekend should involve an early morning spent talking to vendors ... selecting fruit perfection ... gathering blossoms so bright they make you squint, and eyeing vendors with fresh smiles and witty banter. Is it too late to make a New Year's Resolution in August?

The Parking Conundrum

2009-08-15T08:53:00.000-07:00

I grumble about it myself - why shouldn't I be surprised that one of visitors biggest questions about Seattle is "Why are parking rates so high?" and "Where can I park on-the-cheap?" We're right there among the nation's big cities when it comes to high parking rates in our downtown core. Even the city-operated metered spots are now up to $2.50/hour in most downtown areas (http://bit.ly/DdyIJ) with a 2-hour maximum (and yes, they do check to see how long you've been there!). Work that into a 10-hour downtown day and even if jockeying from block-to-block, you'd be in it for $25!

Parking at the Pike Place Market offers one of the best deals in town (if you're an earlybird). Pull into one of the Market parking lots before 9:30am, stay no more than 12 hours and pay only $10 ($9 if you're astute and find the hidden gem at Western & Lenora).(http://bit.ly/ArEb6)

Multiple lots around the city offer all-day parking for rates from $14-$18 - the most conveniently-located are at the Convention Center at 8th & Pike (http://bit.ly/NH2IO) or at the 7th & Pike Garage (in by 10am with a 10-hour max for $14) http://bit.ly/Slvtm.

It's overnight parking that can make you wish you'd opted out of a rental car for the night. Hotel overnights range from $20-$39 for parking (self-park or with in-and-out privileges). The best advantage to this is the in-and-out available to you through hotels - catering to your need to get out and drive (and return and drive and return). If parking in a non-hotel lot, you'll find each return brings a new fee - essentially starting your parking 'clock' over (with the first hours generally having the highest rates). The lesson here? If you must park, stay parked!

Seattle's public transit system is idea for park-and-riders. Find a reasonably-priced lot and enjoy the city afoot or on the bus (transit.metrokc.gov has awesome tools for bus use - and a 24-hour staffed phone line for questions on use and routes - 206-553-3000).

However you do it - get out of your car and enjoy Seattle!

Thoughts on Rain (Part Deux)

2009-08-14T14:49:00.001-07:00

Amazing how many people ask at the Visitor Center what they can do on a "rainy day". RAINY DAY? Oh dear - hasn't the world figured out yet that when it drizzles in Seattle, we don't hold up in our homes and refuse to go out?

Granted, there are some attractions which may be more desireable when the weather's perfect: Views from the Space Needle ... trips to whalewatch in the San Juan Islands ... day jaunts to Mount Rainier ... all are probably somewhat enhanced when the sun is shining (although I've done each on sunny and rainy days and found each experience to be positive and memorable), but I wouldn't put them on a don't-attempt-in-the-rain list.

With that said, we're a city abundant in indoor experiences:

The Experience Music Project and Science Fiction Museum offer (at a minimum) a half-day experience of hands-on experience and awe. Housed in the Frank Geary-built 'blob' at the Space Needle's base, the EMP is stunning rain or shine (and even reflects different colors based on the weather!). http://www.empsfm.org/

The Pacific Science Center (centrally and conveniently located within walking distance of the two aforementioned attractions) boasts science-related activities and exhibits for visitors age 2-102! I enjoyed it with my kids when elementary-aged, and love it just as much as they've grown to adults. http://www.pacsci.org/

The Seattle Art Museum hosts 4-stories of artistic creativity - from native American exhibits, to specialized shows (usually 2-4 within a year), the SAM is more than just a respite from the rain. http://www.seattleartmuseum.org/

Seattle's Public Library holds not only tomes of books and information, but sits as a shining example of architectural excellence. Designed by world-renowned Rem Koolhaas, the library has become an indoor/outdoor magnet for Seattle visitors. http://www.spl.org/default.asp?pageID=branch_central&branchID=1

Step out of the rain into the Klondike Gold Rush Museum in Seattle's Pioneer Square, and step into the history that put Seattle on the map. Learn about relationships bewteen Seattle and the Yukon, while feeding your inner history-lover. http://www.nps.gov/klse

Learn about Seattle's Chinese and Asian-American heritage at the Wing Luke Museum (just a few blocks away from the Klondike Museum). Our city's beginnings were due in part to the Chinese immigrants working to bring the railroad across the United States - opening Seattle up to rail trade with the nation. The Wing Luke speaks specifically to the struggles and celebrations our Chinese community has endured over the years. http://www.wingluke.org/

Pike Place Market - touted as being the longest continually-operated farmers market in North America - is also a welcome respite in a sprinkle. Within the market's 8-acre location are multiple buildings with a labrinth of ramps, stairways, alleys and walkways. Contrary to popular belief, it's not fully open-air - only the day-vendor stalls are on the open-air level. Meander into the 'down under' (3 stories down below are the market's truly hidden treasures - a trove of unique shops and restaurants just asking for exploration!) or continue down the Pike Place Hillclimb to the bustling waterfront piers below. Do not miss the gum wall (just down the cobblestoned ramp behind the info booth at 1st & Pike). This sticky kaleidoscope of ABC gum is one of the most talked-about parts of the market! http://www.pikeplacemarket.org/

So don your fleece ... grab your umbrella (if you must) and enjoy Seattle - rain or shine!

Rainy Day Musings

2009-08-13T19:08:00.000-07:00

One would think that living in a city like Seattle I'd have a year's worth of blogs all titled "Rainy Day Musings". Contrary to popular belief, we're nowhere near the rainiest city in the nation. Not sure if it's a real fact, or if I made it up in the middle of the night, but I believe every major city on the east coast receives far more than our paltry 37" of rain annually. But with that said - sometimes it does rain here. And today, rain it did. In abundance. At 5:01 as I excited the Visitor Center the heavens opened up and out poured bucketfuls of reminders of a rainy-season to come.

I hurried from awning to covered-storefront hoping to find a little oasis of drydom among my city of rain - but I failed. Shoppers and other 5-o'clock-departers (like myself) huddled in masses beneath every available overhang. I scowled at passersby with umbrellas up who forced me out from under awnings. DON'T THEY REALIZE THEIR UMBRELLAS ARE LIKE PERSONAL, MOBILE AWNINGS?! I said nothing, but continued my slog to the 3rd & Pike bus stop.

Rain-wary soon-to-be-seatmates packed together like sardines in the sideless Metro shelter - eyes wide with excitement in anticipation that our bus might be the next. I felt a brush against my leg and turned (anticipating a child or midget), but instead found the best part of my day: Patches, a beautiful harlequin great dane. A beauty of statuesque wet dogness leaned against my leg as if her leash was attached to MY wrist. Instead, I looked to her side and saw her disabled owner sitting on the bench at her other side. Conversations began - soon including the majority of my rainshack neighbors. How old? How much does she eat? How long have you had her? And then my bus arrived. As I jumped into the welcoming doors, I was delighted to hear Patches' four feet clomping behind me. She and her owner sat opposite my usual side-facing seat and we continued the conversation until they eventually exited. I was left with a smile - and a hand smelling much like wet-dog - thinking how much better this was than my previous day of Ms. Smelly and Mr. Grunty on the bus ride home.

Gotta Love the ACT!

2009-08-08T08:40:00.000-07:00

I always think I can't eak enough time from my schedule, or that I'll fall asleep - so I procrastinate when commiting to live theatre. I'm an early-to-bed girl, which doesn't always equate to a perfect late-night theatre evening. I waffle on RSVP's - imagining myself nodding mid-act and being nudged by seat mates. But eventually, it's the content draws me in.

ACT Theatre knows how to hold my interest. From politically-heavy theatre, to light-hearted penis-bending, ACT has risen to the top when it comes to live entertainment. I've split my sides with uproarious laughter at Menopause the Musical. I've gone from first-curtain cringing with Puppetry of the Penis, to all-out amazement (it really DID look like the Valhalla!). ACT seems to have the magic pill when it comes to finding content that speaks to me.

Das Barbecu is yet another example of ACT's ability to bring a well-rounded offering to Seattle. While opera-lovers clamour for Ring tickets and snooze through what must seem like never-ending days (and nights) through Wagner's Ring cycle, I sat with delighted crowds - literally hooting and hollering at gods in 10-gallon hats. Wagnerian messages still rang through as these big-haired (and vocally blessed) actresses and actors brought me through the story.

Bravo, ACT. I'll be back again (soon)!

Dinner on the Water

2009-07-24T08:17:00.000-07:00

I wish every Seattle day was prime for dining outside. While drizzly at times, I still find myself pushing the limits of when outdoors is the right choice. Chalk that up to a desperation for fresh air and patio furniture, I s'pose.

Stranger to the city with the same unsatiated desire to dine outside? You're in luck - this city's bursting with al fresco options!

Salty's on Alki (and Redondo) are quintessential outdoor dining experiences, IMHO. Expansive views of Seattle's skyline (or in Redondo's case an incredible water-level view of south Puget Sound), simple nibbles or a full-on dinner, Salty's knows how to bring it to the table! A quick/easy water taxi ride from downtown (or a call to your concierge for complimentary downtown hotel picks) make getting there easy. www.saltys.com

Waterfront Seafood Grill sits perched on the northern-most of our waterfront piers. A little stark on their deck, but with a fun, part-of-the-action feel as strollers, walkers and joggers pass by. Their sequestered seating area affords views west to the Olympic Mountains ... cool saltwater breezes ... and a menu that'll blow your socks off! www.waterfrontpier70.com

Ray's Boathouse is a Seattle institution. A bit of a drive NW of the downtown core (but happy to take one-way cab fare off your bill), it's well worth the trip. Ray's sits at the opening of the Washington Ship Canal, which makes for plenty of boating action and interesting people watching. With their full-on western exposure, sunsets over the Olympic Mountain range are beyond compare. Dine downstairs in their more formal setting (with a menu that holds up to Seattle's best), or upstairs in their casual cafe. Deck space is limited, but arrive early and make an evening of it! www.rays.com

Elliott's Oysterhouse is a downtown staple. Tucked between Argosy ships and curio shops, Elliott's brings excellent, affordable food with impecable service. Sip a drink and watch the tourists walk by, or enjoy a full dinner of northwest favorites on their planked over-the-water pier. www.elliottsoysterhouse.com

Looking for something completely casual, but with amazing Seattle ambiance? Head to Ivar's on Pier 54. Originally Ivar Haglund had an aquarium at this site, but as he so cheesily put it: "More people wanted to EAT my fish than VIEW my fish ... so I opened a seafood restaurant!". Since 1938, their grab-it-from-the-counter-take-it-to-the-pier uber-casual Fish Bar offers one of my favorite chowder & fish experiences. (If you want something in a packed-literally-to-the-gills dining experience, try dinner, lunch or brunch inside in their full-service restaurant with views out to city's fireboats). www.ivars.net

Anthony's at Pier 66 brings an experience you can have 'your way'. Enjoy their casual Bell Street Diner (downstairs) with pier-end deck dining overlooking marina and Elliott Bay, or make a reservation in their more formal dining room upstairs. With views out to Alki Beach (where Seattle first began) and ferries scooting across the bay, it's an affordable, delicious way to dine. www.anthonys.com

European-canal experience in Seattle? Try Ponti's Seafood Grill - on the SW side of the Fremont Bridge. Richard Malia, owner and chief, originally put Seattle on the Asian-Fusion map with their signature Thai Curry Penne dish. Coupled with dreamy views of passing-by boats, you'll find yourself feeling like you're climbing into a Seurat painting here. www.pontiseafoodgrill.com

Need a few more options inside or out? Check out our members website: http://www.visitseattle.org/visitors/memberlisting/ or drop by our concierge center at 7th & Pike. What your choose, you're likely not only to leave full ... but full of memories!

What I Did on my Summer Vacation

2009-07-23T20:22:00.000-07:00

Link Light Rail - you done me wrong! My 6th day into summer vacation, I decided to give you a whirl. You started out great - zipping along at lightning-fast speeds (50mph, perhaps?) ... gliding down the rails through havens of Bahn Mi and Pho restaurants ... continuing through neighborhoods filled with sprinkler-wet kids.

Then we saw the city. My eyes widened as I imagined the seemless transition into downtown for the lunchtime outdoor concert. At this rate, I might even be early! And then, you stopped. Muffled mutterings told seatmates and me to exit the train. I stood on the platform wondering what to do ... where to go. Your minions offered nothing. No sign to a quick and easy bus. No offers of help. I wandered.

Suddenly news crews foisted their mics into my face asking how I felt about the "ordeal". 'ORDEAL?!' Was something going on you didn't tell me about when I entered the train? I gave the desperate reporter a quip to hang on to, then followed the lemming-like masses to the first available bus which within a half block came to a screeching halt.

And we sat. Again. No information, again. I asked to be let off (along with others) and wandered back like a refugee to where I'd began, then began my walk into the city.

Sound Transit? Why? Why couldn't you have communicated with me? Why'd you make my inaugural trip so bleak?

Sunny Opportunity

2009-07-23T09:04:00.000-07:00

Days of Seattle sun remind me of my eastern Washington roots: temperatures reaching 100 and more and days swimming in the cool Wenatchee River. While I’m not inclined to jump into 54+/- degree Puget Sound now that I’m over 10, I’ve found my city offers a wealth of cool-down experiences –

Washington State Ferries, while a busy part of our State Highway system, are also one of my favorite and most affordable ways to cool off. The $6.70 round-trip to Bainbridge Island is not only a fantastic destination, but a tremendous value too (and where else can you sip a glass of wine and enjoy a cup of clam chowder on your commute?!). Step out on the fore deck and enjoy the breeze!
http://www.wsdot.wa.gov/ferries/

The King County Water Taxi, part of KC Metro’s transportation system, offers a summer-long treat in a 12-minute/$3.00 commute from downtown’s Pier 54 to the cool shores of Alki Beach. While the trip isn’t long, views of the departing city behind and condo-dotted neighborhood ahead bring a sense of awe (do we really live and play here?!). Opportunities abound when debarking on the Seacrest Park side (West Seattle) from kayak , rollerblade and bike rentals, to a short jaunt down the pedestrian promenade to Salty’s on Alki – a mainstay favorite of locals and guests. Enjoy an hours-long bike ride, or just sit and take in the views of the sprawling skyline just across Elliott Bay. Imagine Arthur Denny and his party of 23 intrepid travelers arriving on a beach not far away 158 years ago dreaming of their New York by-and-by.
http://www.kingcounty.gov/transportation/kcdot/Marine/WaterTaxi.aspx
www.salty’s.com
www.kayakalki.com

Take in Seattle’s expansive collection of parks – including old-growth forest at Schmitz Park Reserve (not a far trip from Alki Beach), or our only in-city wilderness park (Discovery Park in the Magnolia neighborhood). Ample choices with the Olmstead-designed spaces tied within a series of parks known as the Emerald Necklace which dot the lakeshores, boulevards and neighborhoods.
http://www.seattle.gov/parks/horticulture/VMP/LakeWashingtonBlvd.htm

Head north from downtown's Pier 70 into Myrtle Edwards Park and dip your toes in the water to feel why I choose not to jump in Elliott Bay (but imagine an ecosystem that comfortably keeps the world's largest octopi and enough Dungeness Crab to keep me happy for the summer!). Want to add some culture? Step next door to Seattle Art Museum's outdoor Olympic Sculpture Park!
http://www.seattleartmuseum.org/visit/OSP/default.asp

Choose your way to beat the heat ... and enjoy a bit of Seattle's uniqueness!