Chow Hall Eats - SB Hopper

Toto, we're not in Chow Hall Eats territory...

(This was a draft I didn't post. I'm going to have a go at cleaning it up and posting it. I'm clearly not following the Make it Rich as a Blogger Playbook.) I love Poke. I always wonder if it should be spelled Poké. Or poké. I'd probably had it

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It's never entirely about the apocalypse.

I'm a sucker for post-apocalyptic stories and shows. I have a magnet on my refrigerator that says, "Sometimes I worry about zombies." It's next to the Andre the Giant magnet from the Princess Bride - anybody want a peanut? The zombie world is multi-layered. I like all the layers. Comet

Beyond Meat sausage and veggies cooking in a Le Creuset skillet

Chow Hall Eats

Gonna need a bigger tortilla

Warning (too late) - pictures from a dirty kitchen. I didn't want to cook, and I didn't want to go the easy route of takeout. I wandered over to the local for a pint as I contemplated my next two hours. There are far healthier ways to find one's community

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Chow Hall Eats: Eggs and a tortilla

The other night I mentioned getting a burrito at Bimbo's (or is it Cha Cha?). Chuck replied, saying that he prefers tacos, so as to avoid the gluten. That reminded me that I would like to try cutting out gluten. Just want to give it a try. This is a

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A little catch up

I'm striking out on getting a COVID booster. A perfect storm of demand, staffing shortages, and glitchy websites. I've spent a lot of time walking to local pharmacies. It's not pleasant. The pharmacy workers across the board seem exhausted and stressed. I missed my only real chance in the past

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Half of what you see, none of what you hear

Today was a good day, yesterday was pretty lousy. Let's start with the lousy. It started off ok. The building manager and the gas meter inspector folks were coming round. You know what that meant - stuffing everything into a closet. I'm exaggerating, a little. (TB - I always imagine

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My powers of manifestation...

If you've read this blog, you've probably heard me say that one of the biggest blogging challenges (among many blogging challenges) is regaining momentum after a lull. And lull isn't even the right word. I'm in Arizona for a bit, and I had some vague plans for making the drive

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Objects in mirror are closer than they appear

I'm not ready for the summer heat; Seattle threw me a bone today. A chilly spring day with the best kind of rain. You could see it approaching, you could smell it in the air. I was walking south, and I knew things were changing quickly. There was a good

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Mid-night in the garden of childhood

Does all of Seattle feel like it's under the SEATAC corridor? I feel like 12th Avenue is an approach corridor, but I suspect everyone in the city thinks the planes are flying directly overhead. I kind of like it, but I'm also one of those assumes the worst people -

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If it's too yummy to be true...

I love kefir. It can't be good for you. It's too delicious. The label says it's healthy, but in my experience, anything that makes you want to inhale 4+ serving sizes at once can't be the road to beach bod. Even now it's sitting there in my fridge, calling to

Out of the Shoebox

Fear of Missing Out (FOMO)

There's a social pact with the online world, an understanding. Spectrum is an overused word, for a reason. It's convenient and applicable. So yea, there's a spectrum. It runs from this is how I want you to think my life is like to this is my life. Both approaches are

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A short walk in Capitol Hill

A beautiful spring day in Seattle. I made it out for a short walk. I'm in a walk rut. I need to mix it up. I go from I need to get out for a walk to I just want to get back home pretty quickly these days. It's not

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All Hail Capitol Hill

What news from the Egg Wars? All mediocre on the Omelette Front. No excuses. I was simultaneously lazy and hasty. A not great omelette. But it did the trick. Weird to think that I used to hate omelettes. But it was because they were the overcooked, overstuffed omelettes. Weird ham

Out of the Shoebox

Out of the Shoebox: The Comet

I'm sorry, I'm really really sorry. The five people who read this blog are rolling their eyes. Ugh, another Comet photo. Really, I am sorry. That corner is photo kryptonite for me. And I'm years away from getting a super photo of it. The Comet Tavern, Capitol Hill, Seattle, August

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On the Streets: Capitol Hill

I don't want to jinx us, but it's been a nice late January in Seattle. The days getting longer is a welcome counter to pandemic gloom. Capitol Hill's Central Co-op is a gem. I ducked in there tonight to get a few chow hall eats staples. I wasn't really in