Results tagged “lunch”

These burgers exist on a plane no other burgers could ever wish to achieve--because they're so far away they don't even know this magical, tasty level exists. If Redmill, Burgermaster, and Fatburger joined forces to create a burger love child...it would be unseemly far from even coming close. Seriously, seriously, SERIOUSLY.

Old School Frozen Custard, the new shop that just opened across the parking lot from Chop Suey, is already making adjustments to their menu. According to a sign in their window, they'll be discontinuing the chili and hot dogs on July 1, leaving them to focus strictly on the custard. We'd been curious about the dogs since they opened and had a couple for lunch. While tasty (and very filling), they certainly weren't a menu option we'll miss when gone. We've got Shorty's for hot dogs. Old School's making the right choice by focusing on the custard that is their namesake (and with Molly Moon's right around the corner, they don't need to waste time on culinary distractions).

                    

Yesterday being a gorgeous day with the sun shining and temperatures in the 70s, we decided to finally do something we've been thinking about for some time: Take the King County Water Taxi over to West Seattle for the helluvit.

      

Indeed, we are talking about the alpha-pork mobile Maximus Minimus, the newest mobile food creation by Kurt Dammeier of Beecher's and Pasta & Co. and local designer Colin Reedy. We spotted--hard not to--the giant metal pig-mobile parked truck at the corner of 2nd and Pike, selling a simple menu of pulled pork (and veg) sandwiches and a few of its fixins.

We usually opt for the Pike Place Special or the Rachel's All-American (both are fantastic), but today we spotted a sign declaring the special of the day as a Prime Rib Sandwich (cue drooling). We placed our order, gave our name, and paid at the register. When we told the guy up front what we'd ordered, he shook his head and said, "Man, everyone is ordering that. There's not going to be any left for me." He seemed genuinely upset by this.

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.

The Showbox SoDo announced today that they'll be serving lunch Tuesdays through Fridays from 11 a.m. to 3 p.m. The venue is open for lunch as of this Thursday, February 19, and they're kicking it off with a "Gastronomic Stimulus Package" on Thursday and Friday. (Because no other businesses have been co-opting that term.) Whatevs, we don't turn up our noses at free.

LUNCH AND POLITICAL POEMS: Nation humorist Calvin Trillin does a special midday Monday event at Elliott Bay, reading from his collection of poems about the 2008 election cycle Deciding the Next Decider: The 2008 Presidential Race in Rhyme. The event is free and open to the public, but if you want to go one step further and make a lunch of it, call up the cafe (206-682-6664) to pre-order from your choice of box lunch: roast beef sandwich, albacore tuna sandwich, or egg salad sandwich, all of which are served with chips and a cookie.

Last night--see Exhibit A, to the right--we walked home in a snow flurry. This morning it's 25 degrees and sunny. Tomorrow, says Cliff Mass, it's back to a rainy gray: "Temps will warm rapidly as the associated front approaches and there should be considerable rain shadowing from Seattle northward. So it is possible that some locations will initially see some snow (particularly south Tacoma) that will turn to rain."

Something related to the City Council's recent bag fee and Styrofoam container ban legislation strikes Seattlest as deeply weird and uneven, and actually it's been bugging us since way before the council took action this week. It very odd, to us, that there has been zero movement on the part of diners to deal with Styrofoam containers personally, whereas a lot of shoppers already bring their own bags to the grocery store with or without legislation.

We were walking down Broadway at lunchtime trying to decide on the perfect uncrowded, sun-soaking lunchspot, when it came to us. Actually, it was printed on a sign that advertised La Puerta's lunch specials. That's when we remembered that La Puerta has an upstairs deck overlooking Broadway -- and that their food is resolutely mediocre, virtually guaranteeing light occupancy. How right we were. Just one couple was sitting outside, discussing a California "growing" operation. We had our choice of tables con umbrella and sin umbrella. We went sin. This is a strictly a health issue for us; as you know, a vitamin D deficiency will kill you dead. And sun-starved Seattleites tend to have dipsticks that read ADD MORE when it comes to D. "Some doctors" say that 10-15 minutes of non-SPF sun exposure is all it takes. We don't know, we're not a medical doctor. All we know is that a) our chimichanga was subpar, b) Chicagoans sneer at Seattle's winters, and c) we should have never told you about our secret sun spot.

The e-mails were flying fast and furious late this morning at the virtual Seattlest HQ about the new Dick's fries, which made us start thinking about lunch, naturally. Although our stomach is strong and we can put just about anything in it without losing it later on, we tend to stay away from Dick's simply because we always feel like we need a shower afterwards. After a night of heavy drinking, their fries are welcome, but in the middle of a workday? Not so much.

Lunch today, walked down to a nearby grocery/deli for the best sandwich in the world (Pike Place Special).

This fall we are combining our love of the football and our dream of learning to cook. On Sunday morning, following a trip to a local farmer’s market/major supermarket chain, we will be preparing a meal from the city of the Seahawks opponent. Then at halftime we will throw our badly burned hands in the air and make hot dogs.

We're not very strong on commas -- maybe that should be "Our Post About Lunch, With Elizabeth Hurley"? Oh well! We had the chicken ciabatta ($9.95) at the Nordstrom's Grill. That's the lunch part. Wait, we had a cup of decaf, too.

Over in Ballard, Archie McPhee sells a cheerful Lunch Lady action figure for $9.95. Tell the disgruntled lunch ladies in Chicago, who are demanding respect from a school system that pays them peanuts (well, $10.46 an hour) and expects them to serve slop to thousands of kids.

because it comes from obese geese. Elsewhere, they're trying to get rid of junk food in schools because it causes the kids to become obese.

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?

Werner Herzog and David Cronenberg---the names alone are enough to make a crowd of film fanatics gasp. That's exactly why local den of cinema-geekery Seattle International Film Festival Group is spotlighting each filmmaker's work with screenings next week at the Seattle Art Museum; first Herzog and then Cronenberg.

A post-apocalyptic short film will be shot in Seattle this coming Sunday and they're looking for extras in the future goth vein. Where does one shoot a post-apocalyptic short film? Microsoft Campus? Seattle Center? Lower Madison? No, no, no. Rainier Brewery!

Do you consider Tillamook cheddar in your grilled cheese sandwich "settling"?

Who are the 11:30pm girls?