does this always mean jail time served?
i have noticed more and more tattoos on the hill similar to this and a little birdie told me (aka the movie crybaby) that this means the wearer has done some time.
stick with me if i am wrong but i am asking you…..
i think they are kinda hot but if they always signify a life o’ crime i might have to change my mind.
p.s. super genius:
don’t laugh at me! i am trying to learn the ways of your world!
on a day as perfect as today i am realizing that there is more to life than the red dungeon that is cha cha. granted many good times have come from the joint but as the days get hotter and longer i find myself craving some vitamin d with my vitamin r. is it too much to ask for a seasonal bar to be at cal anderson? ok, maybe thats extreme but besides linda’s where can we drink outside without venturing too far? the roof at the war room is cool but it gets packed and isn’t very big.
i need a friend with a BIG backyard. any takers?
being that it is mother’s day and my own mom is far, far away i figured i would write about a place she loves to go to when she is up here in seattle.
though a little bit of a venture from our usual haunts, volunteer park cafe is heaven sent.
this place is sooo good.
walking into the place means you are walking into a brightly colored house
on the corner of 17th and galer.
this place offers breakfast lunch and dinner so you can come whenev but b-fast is def my most prized meal at the joint. i get the proscuitto and egg breakfast panini. the way the runny egg mixes with gruyere cheese makes my heart melt.
there isn’t an item on the menu i wouldn’t eat and the coffee is to die for. the prices are cheap and the people are nice. what more could you want on a sunday morning food adventure?
with all the happy couples and color coordinated china it feels a little like an issue of sunset magazine so i would recommend shedding some of the black clothing prior to your visit. hey, maybe even put on a clean pair of chucks for the occasion. either way, whatever you show up in, you will not be disappointed.
love ya mom.
as any cornish student will tell you, joe bar is easily the cafe perk of capitol hill.
the cemetary of condo construction likely deters most from venturing any further than than bros, however if this is true you’re missing captiol hill’s best kept secret on broadway/roy.
if you’re looking for a change in pace or are perhaps new to the neighborhood and looking for a cheers of a cafe, venture…it’s well worth it.
barista/os are nice, unsnobby and actually smile.
like victrola, joe bar’s walls are tastefull hung with local artist’s work (only those who don’t already have galleries).
between the distinct clientèle, the nice service and the damn scrumptious aromas filling the avocado-colored joint, joe bar is the place to spend your sunday afternoon.
however beware of two things: limited outlets and space.
pitch a tent if you score one, the gold mine loft seats upstairs are heavily sought after. therefore as you fill in 32-across you had best be using your peripheral on the very movements of that cute french fella upstairs because the second he packs up his macbook, you’d best be on it like white on rice. otherwise a couple standing in line is bound to send up a recruiter to reserve it.
sunny days expand the seating, as cutesy cafe tables welcome mom’s with strollers and 30-something couples that don’t wanna deal with the grime of pike/pine. expect to see the sunday times or an anthology of nietzsche.
adjacent to the harvard theater, this tiny cafe is the perfect place to fill up before that praised foreign film. joe bar serves coffee, crepes and booze.
two bodacious thumbs up to the pb&j crepe that comes with a glass of milk. or if you’re feeling more grown up, the spinach, roasted red peppers, bleu cheese crepe very well may blow your mind.
with the weather being kind at least once a week these days i noticed
an influx of the flip flop on the hill.
the thing that throws me is that no matter how sunny it is some still refuse
to shed those skinny jeans and bare those white stems.
is the pairing of the flip flop/slippah/thong/sandal and the straight leg ok?
are there rules to these things?
maybe we should stick to the classics?
tonight at moe bar/neumo’s if you ain’t got shit else to do
as i sit here on my couch trying
desperately to break my caffe vita addiction,
i am pondering my lunch options.
piecora’s is close, endless pho and thai options are all over but what i really want is a juicy ass burger with all the fixin’s. problem is i don’t want to have to go to a sit down place like broadway grill or costal kitchen.
what i want is a casual place i can walk to and order, get my shit and peace out. remember when kidd valley was on 15th?
so it seems to get burger on the fast up here on the hill only leads me to dick’s on broadway-which is great-but not what i am looking for. i can eat one of those suckers in 45 seconds no problem.
the only other option is the honey hole which is good for sandwiches and beer but not a favorite of mine for a burger.
it seems there are places all over other neighborhoods in seattle that serve up this kind of thing but not here. why?!
i’m thinking we could squeeze something in somewhere within the trifecta or down broadway. a place that offers burgers and fries at a good take-out price. they can crank out a special sauce and offer some cool options like pineapple, avacado or grilled onions. mhmmmmm.
damn, i’m hungry.
cheers:
the famed charles shaw of trader joe’s has just added another “flavor” to their high class wine list
honey stix at caffe vita… free and oh, so yummy.
stumbling monk’s board game selection.
jeers:
ambiguous professions that seem to pay real well.
the lack of hot dog stands on non-weekend nights.
inconsistent temperatures. come on earth!
is it just me or does it seem everyone on the hill is pairin’ off and shackin’ up?
i mean, i know it’s spring so it is the season for love but arriba! arriba! it’s everywhere!
i like seeing hipsters holding hands. i like seeing them squeeze into a photo booth and make mutual emo kissy faces. i like knowing that they can share jeans and american apparel hoodies….
but perhaps my favorite thing about these spring time cap hill hook-ups is imaging the kick-ass offspring these couples could have. boy they would be way cooler than i will ever be. regardless, it seems as cold as we can be up here towards the people who venture from beyond our beloved hill, a few of us have had no problem finding someone to rub up against.
love, lust, casual encounters. its all here and fine by us.
lately there have been people giving away free cigarettes at different bars on the hill if you let them swipe you ID. so maybe that doesn’t sound like the bestttt idea in the world but after a few pitchers you might change your mind. hey, if it can save me some cash i am all in.
anybody have a bad story about this that could change my mind?
