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"Bees Knees" by seadevi, from our Flickr pool

Yes Virginia, life will go on after the snow stops falling. If you're capable of thinking past the Snowpacalypse/ Snowmageddon '08, not to mention the upcoming holidays, make plans to go to SIFF Cinema sometime soon. Sure, even SIFF is closed tonight due to weather, but tomorrow they'll be back in business to kick off their two-week run of Francis Ford Coppola's masterpieces The Godfather and The Godfather II. (We also refuse to acknowledge that a third film was ever made.) Consider it a very merry mafia Christmas present from SIFF.

While Seattlest's Katelyn has a healthy obsession for the perfect sandwich, we have similar devotion to finding the most delicious fall soup. In fact, the one saving grace of the imminent fall and rainy days is that it is soup weather. When it starts to rain in Seattle, our thoughts turn to soups of all kinds--pho, creamy butternut squash, Cafe Presse's soup of the moment, anything and everything on Hopvine's soup list, and the old delicious standard: a bowl of tomato soup and grilled cheese. We can't wait for October, when the already-mentioned beloved nectar that is Hopvine's home-made soups becomes available in the Southwest Pumpkin variety...a soup which we may be guilty of having dreamt of.

      

Twenty minutes south of Olympia we take exit 95 off I-5 towards Little Rock. The road changes name a couple times until we're on 28th Ave SW, which ends at Waddell Creek Rd. SW. This was the closest point we could map to where we were going: the Mima Mounds Natural Area Preserve. From here, we take a right and drive down Waddell for about a mile, just like the article in the told us, and then just barely noticed the turn in time.

  

As 7:30 a.m. rolled around, we were ready for breakfast and tired of slowly following the STP riders through Kent, so we made our way back to I-5 and headed south to the first of two stops that took us away from the bicyclists' course.

Friday's show at Nectar Lounge was a great showcase for both classic and fresh, emerging talents in local hiphop. Alpha P, a gratifyingly professional, unflaggingly high-spirited crew of twelve headlining the show, were working NW underground hiphop in the 90s; the other acts on the bill included Tacoma-based Jay Barz (a raucus party act, himself), pissed-off Neema of Unexpected Arrival, fast-talking Premonition and the bulging vein on his neck, and charismatic story-teller Kublakai--interviewed by Seattlest here. Though the show started late, DJ Hanibal won us over when he played Snoop and Dre's "Nuthin But A G-Thang," which we'd coincidentally just finished reminiscing about with our show-going companion.