Moving to the north
Kerouac once cross this bridge
Aged concrete and steel
Category: Seattle and Beyond
Let’s Talk Burgers, Shall We?
Over on Instagram one of my chums, Eat Stay Love posted the photo below:
Their post led to a discussion about great burger places in the region. Funny, but I realize I’ve experienced many and have my “definitive” list of favorites, which stretch from Seattle north to Bellingham.
- Red Mill– Seattle – Phinney Ridge (they now accept credit cards!!!!! About 1/2 the times I’ve been there, I’ve needed to scurry down the street to an ATM. Glad I can put that in the past.)
- Taki Tiki – Edmonds
- Red Onion – Mountlake Terrace
- The Ranch – Bothell
- Nutty’s Junkyard Grill – Arlington
- Bob’s Burgers and Brews – from Everett to Lynden
This my reflexive list. What’s missing? What are your favorites? I’d really love to hear them.
Several years ago, I considered doing a road trip focused on the best burger places. Might be time to consider that one again. What do you think?
A Motivational Quote
I do enjoy these sorts of things. This one, though, really hit me.
It’s something I struggle with. Not so much “giving up”, as getting stuck getting started. It’s hard to motivate myself to start multi-year endeavors. Now, things like my black-belt were easier since I didn’t start out seeking that out. I started out having fun. Then, as I progressed, and the years passed, it was pretty easy to just “keep going”.
I am working at becoming better at proactivity. Developing a strategic vision, thinking longer-term, those things are not natural to me…not yet, at least. Hence it’s work.
Quite the day, weather-wise here in Edmonds & Lynnwood
Quite a combination of weather today near the Salish Sea.
I woke to a lovely morning snowfall.
By the time we needed to head to church, the snow was mostly gone. We had a few flurries through the late morning and afternoon, with nothing sticking.
My son’s youth group went to an Everett Silvertips game in the late afternoon. The sun was shining brightly, though quite cold. Oh, and a brisk, strong wind. So we went and walked along the Edmonds Waterfront; one of our favorite things. According to the weather station at the marina, it was 34 degrees with windchill dragging things down to 27. Brrrr!
Looking north from Brackett’s Landing, Mount Baker was glorious. I didn’t bring a decent camera with me, so you get these taken with my phone. Not too bad, but nowhere near capturing it’s awesomeness.
The wind was pretty relentless. Sea water spraying and wind howling through the boats’ rigging in the marina.
A very lovely afternoon along Puget Sound. Lovely….and cold. But we weren’t alone. Many good folks dared the frigidity to enjoy the sun. Even some windsurfers with their gear on the beach. Pretty sure hoping for a break in the strong winds (there was a small craft advisory for the Sound).
How was your Sunday? Hope it was grand.
Some thoughts on the Top Pot donuts getting built in Edmonds
This shop, just across the street from the ferry lanes. It’ll be a nice addition down there.
I like the stairs, and the upper loft they’re building.
Some good work was getting done today. Hope it means we’ll be done soon.
I’m not certain what the root issue has been for the delay. I expect it’s a permitting issue. Hopefully they can get this resolved quickly/finally. Vacant stores are a financial drain.
And today is done
Clouds come, clouds go. A day filled with change. Rain, sun, back and forth. Every time I looked out the window, it was different.
Now, though, it’s dark and time to sleep. So I bid thee good night.
Music From A More Innocent Time
…well, at least for me.
Back from the days of naivete…well, mine at least. When my life was simpler, the world seemed kinder and the school-yard bully the most cruel creature on earth.
Journeying between Astoria and Portland, listening to jazz
Listening to jazz, remembering a house between Astoria and Portland. A turn of the century home, from the early 1900s. The owners were playing jazz from the 50s: bebop, cool jazz man! This place sticks in my memory. It was dark, evening, and our journey was taking us to Portland. But that was later. At this moment we sat there, talking, listening, and drinking coffee. None of had lots of money, but there was enough. Humble, and beautiful.
I’ve lost all connection to that place. My travelling companion lost his battle with cancer over a decade ago. I don’t remember which of the small towns it was. They all blur into each other.
Perhaps it’s better that way. Blended together, my connection spreads all along the river. Any of the towns could be “it”.Perhaps they all area.
Rain, Rain, Go Away? Yeah, Right
I was thinking it would be great to fit in a walk today, but I spent lunch with a good friend and now the weather has turned to murk. Fortunately, I was planning on spending the evening doing taekwondo, so I’ll get some exercise to burn off the Bob’s Chuckwagon burger dip.
As could hear the rain rattling our skylights, I opted to check the weather. The graphic above reminded me of my childhood, where I thought that a “50% chance of rain” meant it would going to rain 50% of the day. Ah, growing up in Seattle!
Fortunately, it hasn’t rained 100% of today. At moments it sure feels like it, though.
I guess it’s time to plan for a full week of rain, though. I’ll be spending time at the gym, I guess, besides in the dojang. Wet, wet, wet…
A Monday Poem
Here is Seattle
The rain falls in January
Vigorously at times
Mostly, though,
A sorrowful mist
Seeping into your bones
Bringing an ache
Moving from your marrow
Into your heart
As we await the return
Of sunlight and life