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One of Seattle's off-beat pleasures has long been a celebratory meal at Palisade, the fancy restaurant facing Downtown Seattle from the Elliott Bay Marina at the base of Magnolia bluff. The Restaurants Unlimited property gets dinged for being stodgy and overdecorated, but its Sunday brunch, at 30 bucks, was a deal, the service is elegant without being stuffy, and the view as good as anything from West Seattle.

Apostrophlypse Now

Attention Bill's Off Broadway: We will not have brunch at your establishment based on this banner alone. What if we ordered eggs and instead got egg's, served with extraneous apostrophes?

Dishin':  Food Bowl 3: Congee at Dahlia Lounge

Dahlia Lounge pays homage to authenticity, turning congee into comfort food that somehow feels right at home next to that monkey bread and eggs Benedict.

  

We have yet to hit up Barrio for dinner, and their happy hour has been on our to-do list ever since Jay first mentioned their churro, but just like everyone else lately, we did make it there to try their new weekend brunch (Saturday and Sunday 10 a.m.-2:30 p.m.). We sat near the windows along 12th Ave and were surprised that even at 11 a.m., the ginormous wall of candles was in full effect.

Brunch, Brought to You by the Chef in the Hat

Earlier this week, Seattlest sent you news about the boom of brunch offerings during these tough economic times, presenting us with new opportunities to enjoy excellent eateries at reduced cost.

Staying Afloat in Turbulent Times

Mackay Restaurants has closed its Tacoma seafood operation, known as Sea Grill. It was the sister restaurant to Seattle's Waterfront Seafood Grill on Pier 70. A polite press release thanks Sea Grill's guests for their support and for "allowing us to help celebrate the pivotal moments and chapters of their lives." But memories don't pay the bills, and large, downtown restaurants like Sea Grill are particularly vulnerable to the current downturn. (Mackay's new El Gaucho Bellevue is hurting, too, but will do fine once Microsoft moves into the building.) A well-run chain like Mackay pays attention to every detail, from the cost of a napkin to the knot on the servers' bow ties; you can bet they know down to the penny how much they're making (or losing) on a daily basis, and they're unsentimental when it comes time to pull the plug.

Stalk Of The Town

MvB is going to get his pound of opening night hors d'oeuvres after seeing the The Merchant of Venice at the Seattle Shakespeare Company tonight. Saturday, if rainy, may involve an all-day LOTR-athon at a friend's in LQA.

Stalk Of The Town

It's been a long time since Kim had a tourist to show around, so she's looking forward to giving her father a stellar tour of Seattle and its environs. On the agenda: Chateau Ste. Michelle, Bainbridge Island, the Fremont troll, and plenty of great food--finally an excuse to go to the Kingfish! Before pops arrives, she'll kick the weekend off right, with Sera Cahoone and Zoe Muth tonight at the Tractor.

Okay, we're back from a Portland jaunt, and we learned two brunch things: first, the portions at Gravy are enormous and you will only get halfway through them, so a side isn't necessary, no matter how delicious and fluffy a biscuit sounds. Second, even though the menu at the Doug Fir Lounge offers you a choice between spinach or ham on your eggs benedict, if you order spinach and ham, the staff says, "Sure!" and then there it is--a spinach and ham eggs benedict. Yeah, we know. We got all choked up, too.

Kim is off to the Fremont Abbey tonight to catch one of PDX's finest singer-songwriters, Laura Gibson, in action. She will spend the rest of the weekend napping, baking, and watching movies. Sunday night, she'll emerge from her lair for Jenny Owen Youngs at the High Dive.

Tera will be catching the Saturday evening premiere of Spring Awakening at the Paramount. Saturday evening will be followed with a leisurely plane ride to Orlando where she’ll be trying out for the Mickey Mouse Club, or riding rollercoasters--however you want to look at it.

     

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?

Despite early afternoon plans to consume diabetes-defying amounts of truffles and other treats at the Seattle Luxury Chocolate Salon (resulting in a complete chocolate coma), Seattlest remained committed to the weekly "Dishin'" review and reported to Boat Street Café for brunch yesterday.

STEP UP YOUR BRUNCH GAME: Brunch for Seattlest usually means stumbling to the closest eggs-and-bacon joint, slamming some coffee, and thanking God we didn't have to put on real clothes for the occasion. But we will make an exception and actually dress up (ish) for a fancy weekend brunch, now offered at the Saint, if only for the opportunity to taste Tecate-marinated Carne con Huevos (yum) and sip on a house mimosa. The Saint's from the classy people at Havana, so we're sure brunch here will wake you up and calm you down in style.

Damn you, Cafe Stellina. In the year and a half the restaurant's been open in its new space (the Piston & Ring Building, the same as La Spiga, on 12th Ave just before Union), their business hours have thwarted our attempts to eat there on at least five occasions.

Capitol Hill is brunch central, and god help us, we love it so. Besides Monsoon (mmm BBQ pork buns) and Kingfish (mmm French creole eggtorte) on 19th, there's Coastal Kitchen (mmm always crowded), 22 Doors, and Smith on 15th.

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...

We love lists. Which is why we're a little sad that we didn't know about Amazon.com's UnSpun until we read The Paper Noose's post on Georgetown's place in the Top "Hip" Neighborhoods to Live in Seattle, WA. There's nothing we love better than completely arbitrary lists with no discernible criteria beyond kneejerk personal opinion -- except maybe passing them along. According to UnSpun users, the top 10 "hip" neighborhoods are: 1. Capitol Hill (surprise,...

We hadn't been to the Twilight Exit since they moved across the street to the other side of Madison. We weren't mad at them, we just had moved ourselves at the same time, and they weren't as close. But last Friday we stopped in and had some of the best fish and chips that we've ever had in Seattle -- wonderful golden brown, Guiness-battered fish and chips that leave your fingers shiny and your digestive system well-oiled. Yelpers like the joint, too. We'd been on a run of terrible gooey, breaded fish and chips that left us so nauseous it put us off our Guinness; it was good to see someone still knows how to make this essential pub dish.

Okay, okay. So Pride is actually going to happen. Even now, on the precipice of this extraordinary weekend celebration o' gayness, all our friends have no effing clue what's going on. If they, in all their gay glory, don't have a clue, we figured maybe you don't either. But Seattlest is here for you in these tough times and that's why we're gonna break it down all easy-like and tell you what we think is worth bothering with.

Bird's Eye Brunch lurking deliciously in the Seattlest Flickr Pool. Damn The Culprit, he's making us jealous. We're demolishing our basement when we'd much rather be digging into Le Pichet's Oeufs Plat.

"I don't know much about these heart rummages," a friend said recently. "You go to them though, right?" And we havegone to them. Once. And it's been at least 18 months, since we were non-parents at the time. And we really liked it, so we're not sure exactly why we haven't been back, but back we haven't been. We didn't even realize it'd been taken over by Urban Craft Uprising, a local crafter event that...

Seldom do Capitol Hillbillies venture beyond El Greco, 611 Supreme, or the B & O for Sunday Brunch. Queen Anners always amble toward the apex of their acclivity and invariably arrive at the 5 Spot or Queen Anne Cafe. Fremonties go to The Dish or, if they can get a table, Persimmon. Located just beyond the outer reaches of civilized neighborhoods, The Wild Mountain Cafe gives everyone a reason for a Sunday drive. We've got three words for you, "Garlic potato cakes." See, you're already searching for your keys.

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