Our last morning in Seattle...no island hopping, just pastries. We headed over to Macrina Bakery, where there was a healthy line for some very unhealthy delights.
Like a spinach and cheese dumpling: a flaky pillow stuffed with spinach and parmesan. Do you think Bed Bath and Beyond has this for me? It might help me sleep better.
A softly scrambled egg sandwich on a toasty onion bialy. Yes.
I cannot resist the cute brioche...here, stuffed with egg, cheese and ham.
A morning roll: A swirl of yeasted croissant dough sweetened with vanilla sugar and baked to a golden brown. Sigh. This is perfection. I also want to sleep on these, roll over and eat them. Every morning.
Down the street, the perfect car for me to make my pastry getaway in.
But no. After pastries and egg sandwiches, we were off to hike around in Discovery Park. I don't know who killed Rosie Larsen, but if you see me at the bottom of this trail, you'll know I resting on a bed of those morning rolls.
At the bottom, a lovely view of Puget Sound.
Matt checks out what's around the bend: more Puget Sound.
Bainbridge Island, where we were earlier on our trip, in the distance.
I present Peloton with a clam shell, which he goes crazy over.
He furiously paws at and noses it until he has succeeded in opening it. Did I tell you that that's what I sometimes do with brioche?
Away we went, walking along the sound.
We were surrounded by blackberry bushes...they're actually everywhere, all over Seattle. Scott and Matt decide to reach for the most tippy-top ones...
Plump, juicy and deliciously sweet, we fed ourselves along the way.
None for you, pup! You'll just eat them without savoring!
Down near the beach.
The islands in the distance remind me of giant ocean pastries.
Rainier is always looming in the distance, like an eerie mirage. Strange to think we were there at the start of our trip.
Somehow, Matt wants to touch me with claw fingers and I prefer to touch him with just these two just so.
Reminds me of Hawaii for some reason.
Through the trees...
Thar she is.
I do say, sir, the earth is indeed round.
All this view is making me hungry. Actually, after what felt like an eternity of a hike, Matt and I were dragging our feet, starving. No more hiking.
Let's do some waiting...in the long line that forms at Paseo, an insanely popular Caribbean spot for everyone's favorite sandwich.
The Midnight Cuban Express: Cuban roast pork nestled atop sweet banana peppers, draped with slices of smoked ham and Swiss cheese melted between a hot press. Holy sandwich, this was insane. Once you pick it up, you cannot put it down because horrors will ensue. You will never recover your saucy, meaty sandwich from the mess you have created.
For you non-meat lovers, the Onion Obsession sandwich: caramelized onions sautéed in a garlic tapenade with fresh cilantro.
Fish in Rojo: delicate slices of fresh fish sautéed in extra virgin olive oil with a garlic tapenade. Ladled with rojo sauce comprised of tomato puree, diced onions and tomatoes, roasted red peppers and array of veggies.
Some of the yummiest black beans I've had.
After lunch, we drove over to West Seattle to visit our friend and former New Yorker Scott.
We headed over to Alki Beach to stroll along the waterfront in the searing heat.
We quickly sat down at a bar and happened to order some malt liquor beverages. Huh.
After Alki Beach, time for dinner at Madison Park Conservatory.
Cocktail, why yes I do.
Columbia City Bread, complimentary, says the menu. Interesting.
But the Golden Glen Creamery Butter had a price: $3. Holy sweet cream.
To start, flatbread with charred eggplant, taleggio and black olive oil. Delicious.
Fried sweet and hot heirloom peppers with Murray River salt. Mmm...blistery.
Roasted Stokesberry chicken with heirloom tomatoes, hand torn herbs and skordalia.
A side of braised spigarello with chili and garlic.
Pappardelle with local mountain mushrooms and marjoram.
Potatoes roasted in duck fat and herbs. But are these hand-torn?
Local roots' carrots, ras el hanout, creme fraiche.
Willie Greens' lettuces, fines herbs, lemon and parmigiano. A bowl of leaves.
Poached Alaskan halibut, summer squash, sultana salsa and saffron.
Olive oil gelato.
Bay leaf panna cotta. Overall, a local, seasonal yet very underwhelming meal.
But a spectacular trip. On our plane ride home early the next morning: a Macrina Bakery red velvet cupcake. I ♥ Washington State.
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