I had the opportunity to take an urban hike through Seattle last weekend. Of course, I visited the teeming Pike Place market but I took a walk on the quiet side first (see above) to gaze at one of my favorite features: windows with lots of panes. Before arriving at the market, I hiked until my knees and footbones were creaking. I started out at Capitol Hill on Friday night and had a porter so good, it was like petting a pony. The blend of chocolate, coffee, and malt was something to behold. he purveryor of this Porter? Elysian Brewery. I walked from Capitol Hill down to China Town where I had a little dim sum and attempted to unsucessfully eat a chicken foot. I visited two unique japanese botiques, MOMO and Kobo at Higo. From there I hiked past galleries around Pioneer Square, down by the piers and restaurants on the waterfront and into the backdoor of the Pike Place Markets. I had some mac and cheese at the market which I normally would've enjoyed but now I'm living with one of the world's best mac n' cheese makers, so I get it better at home. The volume of salmon in Seattle is astounding. I walked past the first Starbucks ever where blueglass and picture-taking was also voluminous. I wound my way down to Olympic Park and saw another Serra sculpture. I once was very excited about Richard Serra but now I've been overexposed - it's not special when it's everywhere. I headed back down the northern end of 1st ave and hopped a bus back to the center and descended upon Westlake station. It was fun to feel like I was in Europe for a moment, getting on the underground. 40 minutes later and some great views of downtown Seattle from the train I was back at SeaTac.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Pike Place Market - Seattle
I had the opportunity to take an urban hike through Seattle last weekend. Of course, I visited the teeming Pike Place market but I took a walk on the quiet side first (see above) to gaze at one of my favorite features: windows with lots of panes. Before arriving at the market, I hiked until my knees and footbones were creaking. I started out at Capitol Hill on Friday night and had a porter so good, it was like petting a pony. The blend of chocolate, coffee, and malt was something to behold. he purveryor of this Porter? Elysian Brewery. I walked from Capitol Hill down to China Town where I had a little dim sum and attempted to unsucessfully eat a chicken foot. I visited two unique japanese botiques, MOMO and Kobo at Higo. From there I hiked past galleries around Pioneer Square, down by the piers and restaurants on the waterfront and into the backdoor of the Pike Place Markets. I had some mac and cheese at the market which I normally would've enjoyed but now I'm living with one of the world's best mac n' cheese makers, so I get it better at home. The volume of salmon in Seattle is astounding. I walked past the first Starbucks ever where blueglass and picture-taking was also voluminous. I wound my way down to Olympic Park and saw another Serra sculpture. I once was very excited about Richard Serra but now I've been overexposed - it's not special when it's everywhere. I headed back down the northern end of 1st ave and hopped a bus back to the center and descended upon Westlake station. It was fun to feel like I was in Europe for a moment, getting on the underground. 40 minutes later and some great views of downtown Seattle from the train I was back at SeaTac.
