It had been a long day of work and I was very expressive about my need for a quiet night in. I was relaxing on the couch around 10pm enjoying a bit of sake when I got the call. “__insert my name__, I hate to ask because I know you were really looking forward to a night in, but by chance, don’t be mad, can you fly out to Seattle at 6am?” My heart leapt for joy. I love adventure and thrive in the unknown. Plus, Seattle would be another check off my bucket list. A weekend in Seattle on the company, heck yes!
I started packing immediately and with a couple hours of sleep headed to the airport for the long flight to Seattle. Lucky for me I got my favorite spot, a window seat in economy comfort and was able to rotating sleeping and listening to the book Divergent. The flight literally flew right back and next thing I knew my eyes were saucers as I gazed out the window staring in awe at the scenery.
As soon as I landed it was all business. I drove to my destination and it took all of my might to keep my eyes on the road. The weather was a perfect 65, it was sunny, lush, and green. Oh my heart aches to remember. After business I headed downtown to check into my hotel and find food and wine stat!
I checked in my hotel and then stumbled upon the Purple Cafe and Wine Bar where I enjoyed a delicious malbec accompanied by mouthwatering crab cakes. I didn’t get much of a chance to wander before I headed by to my room to freshen up for the evening for dinner and drinks with a friend from college.
We headed down to the water and I was falling deeper in love with the city as the moments passed. We landed at this quaint winery called The Tasting Room. Mismatched chairs & a wide selection of wine… I was won over immediately.
Next hunger was taking over so we climbed what seemed like an infinite amount of stairs and stumbled into Lecōsho. The charcuterie and grilled octopus were mmmmm… indescribable and this is where I had my first Moscow Mule. Was it still just infatuation?
Now it was time to get a little risqué. I had never been to a burlesque club before, but was determined to have my first experience. We went to Can Can Castaways and had the most fantastic time. The drinks were flowing, the ring leader was hilarious and sexy, and the dancers were phenomenal. I also may or may not have blatantly hit on the main man after telling him repeatedly how attractive he was. Oops.
Starving again and running on empty our last stop of the night was Boka. I gobbled up a chickpea burger and fries, then was ready for bed. I trekked back up the hill, said goodnight to my friend, and was off to sleep.
The next day we were at it again. Fighting our hangovers we somehow made it to Harbor City Barbecue in China Town and stuff our faces. With a mouth full of dim sum and a belly full of tea I was starting to finally recover.
ABubble tea followed and we were off to the Seattle Art Museum. Prefaced by a bottle of wine of course ;) Did I mention I love art? It was a blast!
As the day got longer we headed to Pike Place Market to mosey around the fresh food, flowers, and for me to do a little shopping. I found this amazing one-of-a-kind handmade necklace from an old pocket watch that I instantly fell for. After a pretty penny it was time to freshen up for dinner.
It was a bit of a trek, but the journey to Revel was well worth it. With a smoked oyster pancake and dandan noodle, my mind was back in Seoul. This is by far one of the best Korean fusion places I have been to stateside and will definitely be making an appearance again. It was especially fun sitting kitchen side and watching the chefs flurry in front of us. After we were completely exhausted though and it was time to hit the hay.
A must mention from the day is a quick stop into Rachel’s Ginger Beer. This is a trendy ginger beer shop with tons of flavors downtown and a definite recommendation for a daytime Moscow Mule.
The next morning I headed downtown with my umbrella to do a little more shopping and meandering about. I bought a few presents and of course had a few oysters at Pike Place.
However a lunch of bloody mary’s, screwdrivers, octopus, and a variety of oysters was unavoidable at Ballard Annex Oyster House. I mean, you can never have too much seafood in Seattle (especially when you’re stuck in the midwest).
As foodies we needed one more stop as my trip drew to a close. We barely fit into this closet, also known as Ocho and it was well well worth it. The drinks the bartender was inventing with absinthe weren’t too shabby, the food was phenomenal, and the cherry on top was my favorite warning label on the menu.
Sadly, this was the end. I headed back to my hotel, shamelessly hit on the doorman (shocker), and headed up to my room to pack. A few hours later I was off to the airport and sadly heading back to the midwest.
However, my sea legs grew strong and I decided Seattle is where I want to live next. If all goes according to plan at the end of the summer I’ll be heading out west for a fabulous life downtown, hiking on the weekends, and all the seafood my heart could desire <3 Wish me luck!