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We don’t go bonkers for brunch. Why pay ten, fifteen bucks for someone else’s spin on eggs or bubbling of batter when we can easily cook that stuff at home?

It’s a new month, and that means a new dining promotion around town. Returning is New Urban Eats, featuring some of the relative newbie restaurants in and around the Seattle area. For $30, you’ll enjoy three courses—a choice of appetizer, entrée, and dessert from a fixed-price menu.

's coming back on Sunday, 9pm on Showtime! This means weekly installments of nothing but gloriously bad decisions, lesbian sex both complicated and primal, stylishly coiffed men, women, and those who have yet to make up their minds, and -- possibly our favorite part--endless cups of coffee, gossip, and star guest performances at (all-purpose meeting point) The Planet.

Back when Seattlest lived in Wallingford, we went to the Fremont branch of the library once a week. We got to know the staff there very well -- hi, Carl! Hi, Joan! Hi, Betty! We served as one of two citizens on the committee that picked the architectural firm that handled the branch's remodel.

Laser Rocket Arms hates it when we call them "the new Husker Don't."

Seattlest Trivia Night knows that tomorrow you’ll either be cursing those receiving flowers or cursing Hallmark for making you spend money on forced jesters of love.

One of the great things about the German Expressionist era is that the films are so much fun to watch -- they're some of the hardest working visuals in show business. But at the Paramount, you also get Dennis James on the Mighty (Liberace-Lookin') Wurlitzer, and for the first time at the Paramount, we enjoyed the sound up in the balcony. Whoever placed the organ's pipes knew what they were doing -- we felt like we had our "stereophonic" headphones on. And who knew a pipe organ could create such a snappy snare drum roll?

It'd been awhile since we'd last been to the Tractor Tavern and, well, we found that we'd missed the place -- the faded old cowboy boots hanging from the ceiling, the curious glory-hole in the men's crapper, the huge oil painting of the bright red tractor, and then the other one of the majestic horse with all the lightning in the background. Okay, that one's kind of weird, but it fits somehow with the country but not too country attitude of the place. We're just pretty damn happy whenever we pay a visit to the Tractor.

We remain convinced that the design of 3rd Ave is more responsible for the death of Betty Jean Simon than the bicycle guy who reportedly bumped her. Actually, who knows what he really did - Reports vary, even within the same newspaper account. The Seattle Times said he bumped her and then later that, "the man rode by on the sidewalk and caused her to lose her balance," and in the P-I today, "witnesses reported the man might have shoved the woman beneath the bus." So which was it?

This website about Modernism in Seattle bubbled up via Del.icio.us and after checking it out it struck us that the website is a lot like Modernism itself: Nice skeleton, but where's the meat?

Seattlest's favorite cooking show doesn't star Rachael Ray or Iron Chef Morimoto. No, we're partial to America's Test Kitchen, the public television sibling of our favorite cooking magazine, Cook's Illustrated.

Unless you count the grillers at Teddy Bear BBQ in Monroe, the Seattle Storm are the only local team with a world championship.

Local company SmallTownPapers (yes, one word) has launched a website that promises to digitally protect the very root of everything we hold true--that is, America's small town newspapers. The company's goal is to create a searchable database--in some cases, going back to the 1800s--of these papers, as well as preserving the papers' actual looks. As Seattlest is a longstanding fan of the police logs of small-town papers, this could well be a treasure trove.

What's better than comic books? Why, free comic books, of course! Tell your action figures to make way on that shelf, cause the Fourth Annual Free Comic Book Day takes place this Saturday, May 7. What does that mean? It means you and all your Seth Cohen -wannabe friends can choose from among 30 different special edition comic books, absolutely gratis.

, published in the mid-twentieth century, tells the tale of her decision, along with her husband, to quit their suburban Seattle lives and rough it on a farm out on the Olympic Peninsula. We love the book because it's real, and funny, and because the lust for a simpler life (and the realization, as David Lee Roth once said, that "the simple life ain't so simple") hasn't changed to this day. We also love it because it's fun to read about Seattle back when Laurelhurst was the suburbs and the Peninsula was impossibly remote.

Usually, when we're sick we like to curl up at home and watch reruns of The Golden Girls. Something about Betty White's cheery disposition makes us feel better, even when we can't keep down solid food. Sure, we'll whine and complain a lot, but usually in a day or two feel feel better. Recently, we read John M. Barry's The Great Influenza: The Epic Story of the Deadliest Plague in History which has put all of our colds in proper perspective. It's ostensibly the story of the not too distant 1918 Influenza outbreak, responsible for over 50 million deaths worldwide. The book details how incompetent governmental decisions allowed this virus to spread and how poorly our healthcare systems responded to this tragedy. It's really one of the best books we've read recently and it definitely had us stocking up on hand wash (and Golden Girls DVDs).