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Can't Miss It: Wednesday

WRITERS GROUP: It's a daylight meetup of the Seattle Writers Group. They're gathering at Greenlake's Revolutions Espresso (across the street from Gregg's Greenlake Cycle) for 45 minutes of writing followed by 15 of discussion. Here is the thing that will help set your writing career on the path: "onsite bakery." It's sort of an insider's thing but behind every great writer is a choice pastry. Joyce=scone with currants and orange peel. True story.

We were getting ready to head down into Ballard last night to check out the Willie Nelson Tribute at Conor Byrne when we had the bright idea of taking our wife out for a dinner date on the way. The short and sweet note asking her out to the singularly lovely Madame K's put a smile on her down-in-the-dumps face almost as big as the one the Madame's orgasm dessert would soon put on ours.

We were introduced to In the Bowl: Vegetarian Noodle Bistro on Capitol Hill a few days ago and have been planning our return ever since. New (to us anyway, apparently it's been around since at least February), In the Bowl is a welcome addition to the quick, cheap Asian-fare genre on The Hill. A bonus: It's all-veggie and every meal comes with Black Rice Pudding for dessert. The restaurant is small, with an atmosphere reminiscent...

Just because it's a modest storefront doesn't mean it's a hole in the wall. Au contraire, mes amis. Two new spots in Belltown--both French--forgo pomp in favor of hospitality.

A year ago, under the headline "Eatin' Good Outside the Hood," we wrote about dinner at Union Bay Café in Laurelhurst. Couple of months later, owner-chef Mark Manley announced he's closing down: "After 21 years, it's time to move on." Gulp.

Our land, this inlet on the western coast of the North American continent, is a fortunate one, endowed with natural riches and settled by people who do not confuse prosperity with moral superiority. Modesty becomes us; we do not flaunt our advantages.

Donna Giordano, a 25-year veteran of the of the grocery wars, has a lot to say about what's for dinner. As president of QFC, she runs 77 supermarkets in Washington and Oregon. But QFC is part of the giant Kroger Corp, and only a tiny part at that, so she has to convince the bean counters back in Cincinnati that Seattle shoppers care about quality.

Our treasure known as Pike Place Market serves as the setting for an ideal progressive eating party by day. Work from one end to the other, and you can enjoy salmon, fruits, vegetables, nuts, candies, cheese, tea and more – and that’s without even opening your wallet! Spend some money and your feast continues.

the "sterile" and "cookie-cutter" nature that Schultz bemoans.

There was a time in our lives when the Sunlight Cafe’s steamed vegetables and tofu over brown rice was our idea of a great meal. Good, wholesome, vegetarian food. Then we lived in Paris for a while. Then we went to culinary school. And suddenly, wholesome was out of the picture.

We couldn't help but notice that maitre d' Mikel Kanter from Vancouver's Elixir bistro is telling tourists an awfully familiar story:

He also offered that the term "Skid Row" was coined just outside the window for the logging skids that led to the water in earlier times. Skid Row, of course, became a term for the down and out, and there's nothing down and out about Vancouver these days.
Wait a minute. Skid Row? Doesn't he mean "Skid Road"? More importantly, doesn't he mean it was coined just down the coast in Seattle? There's a whole book about it, as we recall.

To your roster of historic and colorful rhizomes (Russets, White Rose, Blue Victor, Yukon Gold, Yellow Finn, Red Ruby...Cascade, Nooksack, Ontario, Seminole) you can now add the Ozette. It's a fingerling grown for centuries in the gardens of Makah Indians on Washington's most western coastline, brought there, it's believed, by Spanish conquistadors who had discovered all manner of edible tubers in the South American Andes.

Rains have stopped, mostly. Dems have won, mostly. And Whole Foods has finally opened in Allentown (Westlake & Denny). Nearly 50,000 square feet of groceries. Plenty of free samples. Three sit-down eating stations (seafood grill, Asian bistro, market café). About 200 employees. Makes Trader Joe up on Queen Anne look like a miner's shack.

So, somehow it escaped our attention until yesterday that in the last issue of Seattle Weekly, Adriana Grant, the editorial assistant, was dispatched to do a hatchet-job on one of our favorite U-District Bars, Kai's Bistro.

"I don’t venture north of even the cut, unless provoked." So said one Seattlest contributor when we asked what inspires us to turn our backs on downtown and drive north. Wimp.

A while ago we were pumping taking the train to Portland. Now that we've just gotten back from a weekend rail adventure, we have some updates and clarifications to make. We still think it's a good option, but here are a few tips to help you manage your expectations.

Hiroshi%27s.jpgThe other day we were perusing Citysearch’s lists because we had nothing better to do and about 20 minutes in which to do it. Every now and again we hit upon a morsel of an interesting suggestion, but mostly we just disagreed with everything. Our biggest pet peeve is most definitely their Best Sushi list.

Crisis. Opportunity. We don't need self-help myths about Chinese characters to draw connections between the two. Last week's debacle at our regular trivia venue? A great opportunity to wander from local pub to local pub, trying out their quizzes and telling you which ones are worth your while.

Joint called 520 Bar & Grill, opened last week in Old Bellevue (nothing to do with the bridge) has already perfected the art of removing flavor from food. Used to be, only low-end places like Olive Garden had figured this out. Bistro Romain chain in France, too, where you stuff yourself silly because your brain doesn't get any signals of satisfaction.

Food Lust: a catchy name for a zesty cause: closer connections between farmers and chefs.

The Melody Unit's Kevin Kelly On a Life Spent in SeattleMusic, Why the Band Never Made It, and Why He's So Ambivalent AboutTheir Latest (Greatest) Album

Axiom of food blogging: don't just write about the ham sandwich you had for lunch. So before we get started, it was a blackened herb chicken sandwich with roasted red peppers, arugula, havarti and cilantro mayonnaise on focaccia. Moist, tender & delicious. Besides, this isn't about our lunch.

Seattlest gets around. Sometimes we eat in Ballard, and sometimes we make it all the way down to West Seattle. Thursday night, we were at the opening of Blackbird Bistro, a new restaurant right by the Admiral Theatre (unlike an identically named venue in Chicago, this Admiral shows movies, rather than naked ladies). For the time being, Blackbird will be serving lunch and dinner, with weekend brunch debuting sometime next month. They're trying to promote "socially-aware dining" with their use of "local, seasonal, and organic produce, along with naturally fed meats, poultry and Northwest seafood." That's all well and good, but how does the food taste?

As you may or may not have heard by now, Seattle is again running one of its bi-annual x-neighborhoods, x-restaurants, x-$ deals. As in: Dinner at 8. We'd like to point out that the name is not very descriptive; it should be something like Dinner at 26 (restaurants), or Dinner in 8 (neighborhoods), or $20 for 3 (courses), but we weren’t consulted, so we’ll keep it to ourselves.

Seattlest has been hitting the cheap eats lately (mostly due to lack of funds), but we decided it was time for a splurge. While there are many new restaurants on our try-out list, XO Bistro bubbled to the top because we've been longtime fans of Cassis and we wanted to try out its similar-styled replacement.

At long last, Central Cinema is now open. Though they've hosted some pre-grand opening events last month, Wednesday was their official opening night. And while Seattlest was not in attendance, we are certainly planning on going there sometime soon, especially after taking a gander at their menu. Mmmm...we're thinking that popcorn and roasted asparagus and a salmon burger and the quattro formaggi or sienna or pescara pizza, followed by some crème brulee and a nice nip of tawny port sounds delightful.

Yes, Seattle, here it is: your most ridiculous billboard.

Belltown nightlife tends to fall into two categories: happy hour and beyond. We're committed to happy hour, mostly because we work in the neighborhood. After 7 or 8 we'd rather be anywhere than doing the First Avenue crawl. Herewith, our latest findings...

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