Just got back from Seattle and I can't sleep because I am still on West Coast time. So, here I am blogging about how much I loved it.
My partner was out there on business and decided to fly me out for the rest of the weekend. First off, the food was great. We had a blast. I recommend eating your way through Pike's Market. This open air farmer's market is insane. If you have facilities to cook when you visit, buy a ton of the fresh seafood, veggies, and whatever else and just have a blast. It's the one thing I could not do and regret that I couldn't. Nevertheless, you can still eat your way by buying some luscious fruits, some amazing baked goods, and stopping by The Tasting Room to sample some great Washington wine.
Speaking of Washington wine, take a trip to Chateau Ste. Michelle which is 40 mintes north of Seattle. Lovely drive. Lovely surroundings. Lovely workers. If you do make it there, see if you can find Matt (hottie who works the tasting bar). My partner and I thought he was cute and we never ever agree on that. Plus he was very helpful and made our visit lots of fun. Even got us a Reserve Wine Tasting which was booked for the day. I would have brought a picnic and it would have been fun BUT my man likes to eat out, so we just hit a local fast food joint which had amazing fish burritos (thanks to Matt, once again).
With all this imbibing and eating (ALERT: go to 1200 Bistro & Lounge for drinks and dinner. A great way to spend some money and time. Just fabulous. Went twice. Great food, wine, atmosphere), it's no wonder that a lot of the people we saw were not-very-lean. It started on the plane ride there. I had about four different people rub their fat asses against my shoulder as they walked by me on the plane. That's not even counting the people in rows 10 and up. My partner and I also noticed how unusually large the people were. We felt skinny-fabu next to a lot of them. Of course, not all Seattle people are "large" but it seemed to be more the rule than the exception. Maybe it was just us. We did go to the gym three days in a row while there. It wasn't empty. It just wasn't like it is in New York City. Later.