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Talk about government incentives! The Seattle City Council’s Planning, Land Use, and Neighborhoods Committee is holding a special public meeting tomorrow at 5:30 p.m. at Dr. Blanche Lavisso Park (East Yesler Way and 22nd Avenue South). But if you get there at 5 p.m., your chances of getting free ice cream are better. The meeting is to discuss changes to the mid- and high-rise sections of the multifamily code, which Sally Clark has struggled mightily to make public in ways ("Townhouses: Can the Patient be Saved?") that might interest people. Now she's footing the bill for ice cream. Sally, next time we're voting for you twice. Nope, we are. End of discussion.

We know how it is. When we used to spend our afternoons taking some sun at Madison Park, we only left our spot--grudgingly--for water or ice cream. That's prime real estate! Luckily an entrepreneur has felt your pain. Now you only have to walk to the top of the grassy knoll to purchase an assortment of ice cream bars, potato chips, and beverages.

Yesterday, a tipster reported there was a random but really cute ice cream truck parked outside her home. Come to find out, the fancy-schmancy, custom-built ice cream truck was home to Parfait, an upscale mobile ice cream parlor serving up artisanal organic ice cream.

With Molly Moon's and Old School busy duking it out, one more Capitol Hill dessert eatery enters the fray: Bluebird, which appears to be going into the old On the House space on Pike at 12th.

A few years ago, neighborhood ice cream places like Wally's and The Mix started falling off the map and the situation became one of going to Cold Stone or Haagen Dazs, or going ice cream-less. Then Molly Moon's opened in Wallingford and people flocked to it. Then another one opened on Capitol Hill and everyone acted like they'd never had a scoop of damn iced cream before, lining up down the block for the salted caramel (too true to its name) or balsamic strawberry (pretty good).

If you are a sane person and would not consider standing in a line this long for ice cream, even that of Molly Moon's quality standards, we have good news for you: Old School Frozen Custard is open [1316 E Pike Street].

Today being Harvey Milk Day, we lunched in Cal Anderson Park, named after Washington's first openly gay state legislator, appointed in 1987 by the King County Council to a vacant 43rd District seat in the House.

The thing is, it didn't have to go down like this. We stepped out today looking forward to a hot dog in the park, courtesy of Wandering Wieners, who have taken up residence in Cal Anderson. We ran into them there one rainy day last week, and made plans to come back when the sun was out. We tried earlier this week, but couldn't find them, this tweet to the contrary. Nothing today, either. So what could we do but try a scoop of Molly Moon's salted licorice ice cream in a waffle cone? You tell us! That's right. You'd have done the same thing.

Untitled by sea kay, from the Seattlest Flickr Pool

We've long believed that frozen custard and Seattle would dovetail nicely. Not only is frozen custard the platonic ideal of rich, creamy frozen desserts--Seattle is also chockablock full of transplanted Sconnies like us. Frozen custard has come nearby, though we've not yet made the pilgrimage, because nothing other than Old School Frozen Custard tempts us towards Bonney Lake. But it's never made it to the city. Until now.

Let's see what's in the mailbag. Volunteer Park Cafe tells us: "We are now using Molly Moon Ice Cream. Haven’t tasted her Salted Caramel Ice Cream yet?" Why no, we haven't. Nor, to our shame, have we been by to sample some of your matzoh ball chicken soup. What is wrong with us? Plus, Ericka's collaboration with Linda Derschang, the Odd Fellows Hall cafe + bar, opens (in theory) on December 19. That's 10th and East Pine on Capitol Hill.

• Not to say that the rest of your day is going to be downhill from here, but here's the best news you'll read all day: Molly Moon's Ice Cream II to open on Capitol Hill. Thanks to Capitol Hill Seattle for making our day!
• Blogging Georgetown updates a previous story on the Armed Citizens Brigade. Unsurprisingly, the interview subject cited's last name is Cheney.
• An armed stand-off started at our neighborhood grocery store and we had no idea. Thank goodness for the Central District News.

mochi by the mysterious stranger

The Eastside Ben & Jerry’s has a conundrum. The downtown Kirkland development of Lake Street Place is forcing the store to vacate its waterfront location during the upcoming summer months. This puts an obvious damper in the store’s business plan. On numerous summer days, we have walked past a long line of ice cream addicts salivating out the Ben & Jerry’s door.

That's just changed. Molly Moon's Homemade Ice Cream opened in Wallingford this weekend, and while Seattlest missed the grand opening party on Saturday, we twisted a few arms in the family and stopped by on Sunday afternoon. The good part about going with two other people: we got to try 5 of their 16 flavors.

First things first: Things are seriously awry in this town when a Taco-frickin'-Bell inspires multiple blog requiems when it closes, but Seattle's own Mix Ice Cream slips away into the night with nary a peep.

• Gothamist found that an explosive set off outside the Times Square army recruiting center may be similar to five past bombings in New York City.
• Seattlest worried when severed right feet and bottles of rat poison started washing up on local beaches.
• Shanghaiist was surprised by Bjork's rooting for Tibetan independence at her concert (see video), and the political fallout has only just begun.
• SFist debated the merits of new bronze plaques that will be placed in locations where San Francisco's homeless have died.
• DCist was obliged to respond to the worst Washington Post Outlook column ever published, in which conservative writer Charlotte Allen tried to make the case that women are dumb.
• LAist found Satan's ice cream truck trolling the streets, and they recorded the music.
• Some crafty Torontoist readers didn't like the dearth of ski hills in downtown Toronto, so they just built one of their own on their deck and (of course) recorded a video of them all taking turns on it.
• Bostonist knows the city's subway and bus system, the MBTA, has problems. So does this 17-year-old who submitted a report and told the MBTA brass how to fix it.
• Phillyist explored the possibility of an Ivy League prostitute, while their commenters debated the most ethical approach to proving or debunking the story.
• Londonist spent a little too much time looking at airbrushed operatic private parts, and enjoyed an enlightening comment from someone who was there.
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For some reason, though we are committed Capitol Hill brunchers, we had not discovered what wonders Monsoon has going on in their little 19th Ave E hideaway. Behold, the Monsoon brunch menu (pdf)! Last Tuesday night, Eric and Sophie Bahn, the chefs, invited a passel of foodie blogging folk over to try out the brunch menu. You had people like Matthew aka the rootsandgrubs guy, Angela from the Stranger -- and somehow we made the...

In previewing Monday night’s Macage Harybu Trio show, we admitted that we don’t know jazz from Shinola. What’s more, we really don’t like the stuff. (This stuff, anyway.) Truth be told, if Matt Cameron wasn’t one-third of the act, we wouldn’t have driven to Northgate’s intimate Seattle Drum School to see them play.

The best bet for tonight is the group effort/solo project Broken Social Scene presents Kevin Drew at the Moore. If you aren't familiar with the Canadian indie supergroup, get to learning.

Roasting a pumpkin is perhaps one of the easiest culinary feats you will ever perform. However, the rewards of having at your disposal tasty, fresh, non-canned pumpkin puree are vast and enduring.

We normally run from a restaurant that’s advertised as Chinese and American. Common sense, but it also dates back to a day in New Hampshire when we walked into “Judy’s (or whatever her name was) Chinese Restaurant” and were given dinner rolls and butter along with our menus.

Eaten: An onion burger and brick of fries.

"Neighbors fear development" has become the Seattle equivalent of "dog bites man." Of course neighbors fear development. That's what they do.

Blackberry week continues with Seattlest Rachael's blackberry sorbet recipe

We've been trying to keep abreast of the latest strike news via the networks as well as our singular Canadian television channel down here but both the quantity and quality of coverage has been most unsatisfying. So we took matters into our own hands. (Confidential to Metroblogging Vancouver: If you don't provide any sort of contact address, we cannot reach you for guest/expert commentary.) We contacted The Vancouverite because we believe in their attractive tag line --"Hyper-Caffeinated Snarky News & Opinion". More importantly, following The Onion's precedent, we assign greater cultural credentials to sites employing the definite article. Here's what Editor Jackson reported about the strike:

It was a week of bizarre, embarassing headlines at DCist. The trial of the local administrative law judge who sued his cleaners for $54 million over a pair of missing pants left everyone shaking their heads. Then the capital city was nearly brought to its knees, twice, by poop. Finally D.C. contemplated taking Vermont's place as a state and marveled at the GOP lessons learned from the "Macaca Moment."

Since Seattlest loves fake robots and Missed the Boat, we're totally holding hands with this video right now. It's love. Shut the light on your way out, please.