I like it when others cook for me. February is a perfect time to get out of Alaska and be somewhere that doesn’t require a hat and gloves to get to the car. The forecast in Seattle was 50s and 90-100% chance of rain, downright balmy. The kitchen remodel gets a rest and the husband and I get a weekend without drywall dust and 5-6 trips to Lowe’s.
I have treated Seattle mainly as a stopping point to somewhere else, I figure it’s so close that I can always go there but rarely do. I am sure I have spent more time in Sea-Tac airport than actually staying in the Seattle area. But when some good friends moved down there, who like to eat almost as much as me, I got a reason to visit more often. My favorite place to visit (besides Anthropologie) is Pike Place Market. Yes it’s insanely busy with tourists, but there is nothing else like it. I loved wandering between food stands, happy to be out of the rain, a bag of mini doughnuts to warm my cold hands and enjoying the aroma of cinnamon sugar while my hair dried out.
