It’s simple, cookies and brownies. Is it really?… As I entered into Optimism Brewing Company, the immense space is brimming with wee ones, Seattleites and their furry companions as many enjoy the goodness of the beer culture in this space of an elevated indoor family pot-luck/picnic atmosphere. And amidst all this joy is the happiest … More 🍪 is for Lowrider
A few days ago, as my morning run draws to completion, the familiar silhouette of a man leisurely standing with a cup of coffee flashes past my peripheral observance. Is this Seattle Coffee Works and are they opening a location on Capitol Hill? Without hesitation I immediately direct message inquiring about this possibility and it is true. … More Hello Neighbor
Despite bringing the pace down I continued to run with purpose for all intentions were directed to a particular bakery; then in mid running motion, the glass box was figuratively unveiled. Scanning with scrutinizing eyes, in passing, I peer down and noticed a framed lit sign stating hours of operation and my body reacts with a full 180 turn prior to my cognitive acknowledgement. … More SELEUŠS
As each vibrated shock connects foot and concrete an imaginary explosion of saturated springtime chroma travel the cracked surface. A purity of color, a beautiful reflection of scrolling shadows ghost my motions as if pounding out a lucid running daydream. It’s raw reality, it’s freedom it is an exhilarated high like none other. Taking pause … More Admixtures of Spring
If I were the lumbering sort, I may need the embrace and comfort of the woods where miscellaneous articles are patched together in a naturally raw disorder. Where vision beyond is thick and dense and loss of space and time cut away clarified awareness. Lithesome in thought I enter into the urbane forest as the … More Lumbering
You’ve journeyed from afar and dare to darken my doorstep, you dare cloud my thought as you cry tears and bring a chill. You push back as the sun shines down for it emanates promises of warmth and change. I dare challenge you, I dare sit here between shade and mist and cracks of light … More Journey from…
Having the luxury to stroll around the barren sidewalks and rubbled roads of Sodo, a place that hides its treasures and where one is on the hunt in the industrial forest, I make way to a clearing where green, topped with a white crown, stands high above signifying refuge and replenishment. It’s just after the lunch rush and … More Veg-Wich
Imbued by the early luciferous evening, people abandoned the places they had taken shelter, in the past days, from the relentless rain. Gleeful and anxious to capture the moment, the streets are bustling and crowds grow as I approach Pike Place Public Market. Despite the Market just closing, the red-brick street is yet not quiet as the rolling rubber … More Wine-o…mg!!!
Where the one-way, red brick road lays foundation for an experience to be had, people of the world adorn the road and sidewalks of Pike Place Public Market. Not only a market attraction for tourists and locals alike, this is an intricate neighborhood and heart of the city. To speak only of the market as a … More Corner Produce @ Pike Place Public Market
Lovingly being teased by my husband on my nasal pronunciation of Macaron, I adjudged it wise to educate myself on Macarons/Macaroons. Without a doubt proper research must be conducted; therefore, I’ve spent the last couple of weeks consuming mounds of Macarons from 12 establishments throughout Seattle metropolitan. Highlighted in the gallery below, are my final selections of cookies … More Would you like one “o” or two?