Hubby and I are in Canada now, so I haven’t been able to Tweet since this morning, infernal addictive application. If you’re interested, you can follow me @RandomOenophile
Our journeys began Friday, when the day condensed to make it difficult for us to get out of the house in a comfortably early fashion. At least it wasn’t like our last trip to the Pacific Northwest when, kid you not, we were running on to the plane in sock feet. In case you hadn’t noticed, the flight from Atlanta to Seattle is long. Really long. Like, two more hours and I could’ve been in Europe long. The bratty eighteen-month-old whose parents somehow managed to ignore him didn’t help.
But we made it and immediately attended to the pressing matter of finding late-night sushi. Okay, it wasn’t really late night for them, but it felt late for us. We asked the trendy young man who had checked us in, and he sent us to Red Fin, where “Happy Hour” is from 10:00 to 11:00 p.m. How great is that??? We each had a glass of the 2006 Abbey Page Pinot Gris (Willamette Valley, OR) and shared a spicy crab roll and mixed sushi (four pieces of fish). The wine was a bit lighter bodied than I expected for this part of the world, but it went well with the food.
Saturday morning we popped awake at 6:30 and joined the rest of the jet-lagged East coasters at Pike Place for breakfast. We chose Le Panier, the “Very French Bakery,” where we enjoyed coffee and ham and cheese croissants. Then it was off to Portland!