This was such an up-and-down weekend. I wasn't in the mood to get ready for a trip, so I canceled my PDX plans (yay Amtrak!), and tried to actually be productive. And I was. Kinda. But, man, this was really the weekend of bad timing. IDK. My head is still spinning.
Some good things did happen though, so I'll concentrate on those. I cataloged my wine purchases from last weekend; got some bottles I'm definitely looking forward to popping someday. Did some shopping, explored a little more of the city, finished one important bit of car maintenance, finally finished the bad-then-good-then-awful book I was reading, and had some easter candy (peeps!!!). Saturday was a brilliant spring day, so I took a lovely walk all the way down to the port, and stopped in one of my favorite bars for some delicious sake. I've also been continuing to massively, thoroughly enjoy the view out my window.
The best thing, though, was this morning's breakfast. A while back, Flying Fish (which was a fantastic seafood restaurant, about 3 blocks from me, and open late to boot) decided to migrate up to the SLU neighborhood. This was a great loss to Belltown, IMHO. Not long after their departure, a vast construction swarm covered the building. Now, for some reason I cannot convincingly explain, I would have sworn that it was being turned into another warmed-over frat-boy bar of the sort that already infest these lands, and so mentally wrote it off. But, as I was clued in to via The Stranger, this is not the case. Instead, it's another restaurant. An *awesome* restaurant called Local 360. I passed up the easter-themed specials (ham steak, or rabbit hash) for the chicken-fried steak and eggs, and it was marvelous. It didn't come with the sausage and milk gravy I'm used to; rather, it sported a tangy mushroom based gravy, and it was worth every penny of its very reasonable price. Coffee was hot and tasty, and service was prompt. Best of all, the place wasn't insanely crowded, even despite the glowing Stranger review. I think it's a keeper!