Every Spring, we get our surprise grape hyacinths in the backyard – surprise as in, Mr. T asked me this morning if I planted these this year. “Nope, they came with the house – they reappear every year. Don’t you remember?” I never knew of them ’til I lived in our home and then I learned their name from this query on flickr.
In other news: tonight, dinner with most excellent friends. Excited!
Tonight, we preemptively celebrated an old friend’s birthday on The Hill at Moe’s. I was impressed overall — by Moe’s service on an Amateur Night such at St. Patrick’s Day — but most especially by the fish & chips served from the neighboring Pike Street Fish Fry. I’ve missed the old Frites shop but have been remiss at visiting its new replacement.
I’m always a fan of team lunch in the ID! Today, we visited Sea Garden after a teammate waxed so poetically of the honey walnut prawns. They were a hit. We also had salt & pepper squid, pea vines, tofu hot pot, hot & sour soup, salt & pepper pork chops, & some sort of chicken chow mein. My favorites were the squid and the pork chops, as I’m a sucker for that fried garlic and jalapeno — but that sauce on the chow mein had several of us going back for seconds & thirds.
A side effect of following Agile methodology of software development has translated into a lot of desk-space moves over the last year. (Five. On 3 different floors.) This morning, I moved back to a space five feet from one I had a year ago. VERY glad to see the ships again.
I got all caught up to the weekend of the wedding, but some other errands are in the way. In the meantime, we are readjusting to Seattle Winter Life, since the rains finally arrived.
Stay tuned for more published entries down the line for prior dates. Hopefully this weekend.
This little dog was patiently awaiting its Master as he shopped in the PCC. It’s a regular dog parking lot scene in Fremont but this was the most obedient I’ve seen, which I attribute to age. Other times, I’ve seen unleashed dogs roam into the deli, looking for their people. And barking and causing mayhem.
Tonight, we took a ferry to the San Juans’ Orcas Island to stay at Turtleback Farm Inn for the weekend. We chose the Orchard House. The sailing was blessedly uneventful and we arrived at the Farm shortly afterward. These daffodils greeted upon arrival.
This morning, sprizee and I went to get flowers for my bouquet at the Crescent City Farmer’s Market. Plans fell through so we raced across the French Quarter to a flower shop near our crawfish boil lunch. We had to stop so I could grab a picture of this young lady.
Today: a bridal shower. I had a really great time! It was great to spend more time with the ladies in Mr. T’s family, along with so many friends.
His Aunt Suzy made the best Mexican Chocolate cake I’ve had:
I’d mentioned my favorite cake was from a bakery near where I spend my days — she reverse engineered the recipe and made it for me. I’m honored!
And there were many great gifts. I really appreciated all of it.
I hesitate to jinx it by declaring it, but Spring’s come early to Seattle this year. On my morning commute with Mr. T, we spotted trees with white blooms in front of the U-District Library.
Today: all about getting back into the swing of things after a weekend at the Winter Olympics. I’ve got a little bit of a backlog right now. But first, some of us need to go running.
Last night, we discovered the Swiss House serving raclette and fondue into the wee hours. We returned for lunch, for another great meal. While we were there, one of the Swiss athletes won gold in cross country so there was a whole lot of celebrating.
On our way home to Seattle tonight via Vancouver, Naomi took us to Bo Laksa for burmese laksa and roti. GO THERE.
Mr. T & I started Valentine’s at a fantastic little brunch place Naomi recommended named Ciao Thyme. Eggs Benedict with Canadian (?) bacon hit the spot.
In the afternoon, we went with Kate & Jesse to the Men’s Luge* up at Whistler Sliding Centre.
Dinner: the phenomenal Sushi Village for 8. We wrapped up the evening watching the Rings of Fire on Whistler Mountain and walking around Whistler Village.
*I gave up on most stills, trying to catch the luge go by — I resorted to videos again:
I consider myself extraordinarily blessed that my good friend Naomi invited us up to Whistler with her for the opening weekend of the Winter Olympic Games. After a frenzied week, we took off for Canada shortly after work.
To top off this good fortune, she researched places en route for us to eat. (She is a mastermind behind our DimSumCouver Expeditions.) En route, this was our stop – Joyce Jiaozi. I loved the hot chili – cilantro pork! Of course, the dumplings too.