
Tonight, we hung out with Mr. T’s colleagues. We started at the Ballroom for pizza (which would later be bad luck for me) and ended at the 5 Point, a fine institution in Belltown. Lovely company.
Archive for July, 2008
Cook On Duty
The Garden Update

Tonight’s book club took us to visit our hosts Todd and Cynthia up in SnohoCo. This month’s book was Are You There God, It’s Me Margaret, by Judy Blume. Bonus points received for reading Then Again, Maybe I Won’t. I’m resolving now to read more YA fiction.
And also, I do enjoy the nostalgic discussions.
Mel shocked us all during discussion by revealing that Captain Amy got her a cell phone! She was the last holdout.

At the end of our Urban Race, motomotoyama and I took the infamous S.L.U.T., oops, I mean the renamed Seattle Streetcar, back to Westlake to catch another bus to the finish line. We came in 14th. Not bad for not breaking much beyond a mosey. Captain Amy and Kristi came in 2nd.
Our race route: we started in Pioneer Square, hiked uphill to the Kobe Park in the International District, bussed to Nordstrom for the Seattle Walk of Fame, bussed to Capitol Hill to the trekpoint at Salon Dewi, walked all over the friggin Seattle U campus looking for the damn peace sign, then walked back down Broadway to find the Tango Steps. Next, we walked to Olive and then down the hill to South Lake Union for another trekpoint at Mad Pizza and some other random stop to make our final checkpoint. We sauntered back to Pioneer Square via the Streetcar and one more bus. Bikes, cabs, and wheels were verboten. Our official time was 2:53.
Team Sparkle Motion

Today was too much running around. Tomorrow, motomotoyama and I will be in the Urban Race, a scavenger hunt all over Seattle. We are Team Sparkle Motion. Therefore, we needed matching shirts and hit up Northgate. Of course I saw these in the next store after we bought our pair of shirts and moto’d left. Well, we came up with a better team name for our next urban race based on what we got, so all’s well.

The Baron’s begging doesn’t get him much, yet he still carries on with the hope.
Mr. T and I are huge fans of the backyard BBQ; we’re getting some momentum now. I’m still working on leftovers from Monday’s BBQ during lunches. Tonight, we had Salmon Jalapeno Burgers.
I’m finishing the night by watching Paris Je T’aime.
Another Kickball Night

We weren’t nearly as victorious as two weeks ago. We lost 6-1. But I got a single! Which turned into a double. I didn’t make it to 3rd.
Outside of the kickball field, there’s this huge painted map of the US–and not the only one I’ve seen in Seattle. Every time I come across one, I’ve witnessed this tendency of grown adults to hop straight to their birth state. This city draws people from all over. Tonight, I saw Maine, Georgia, NC, Illinois, Arizona, and California represented.
I passed on the post-Kickball outing to King’s Hardware. Next time. Instead, I chatted with a longtime local friend standing near my home state. When I got home, I talked for two hours with an old, old friend from Louisiana who now lives in Los Angeles. Two hours! Crazy, but good.
Chard
Lost Dog
Retreat
Olympic Peninsula
Get the Catfish Poboy

Mr. T’s mother’s birthday is coming up, so we went down to Pike Place Market to celebrate at the Steelhead Diner. We started with the crab cakes and finished with the poundcake for his parents and the Theo chocolate pecan pie for us. For our mains, Mr. T and I stuck with poboys, along with his Dad, but his Mom got this trout that reminded me of the Trout Meuniere Amandine at Galatoire’s of New Orleans.
The rich boy’s poboy was decent and all, but Mr. T’s catfish ‘poor boy’ was ethereal.








