If you're anything like this Seattlest, fancy haircuts aren't exactly budgeted. Sure, any swanky Seattleite can trip into a downtown salon and fall into its charm, but it's us young, broke, and fabulous folks that need a good reason to splurge.
If you're anything like this Seattlest, fancy haircuts aren't exactly budgeted. Sure, any swanky Seattleite can trip into a downtown salon and fall into its charm, but it's us young, broke, and fabulous folks that need a good reason to splurge.
Finally, H&M, the Ikea of clothing stores, will make its glorious debut in Seattle.
When it comes to good beer, brews made in Belgium are usually the cream of the crop. So, no one should be surprised that American brewers often try to emulate their success by brewing their own versions of Belgian styles. And you know what? Some of them are fantastic (And some, not so much...)
For the first time in Seattlest's life, we're actually bemoaning the fact that we don't have any tank tops in our closet. Heck, this is probably the first time we've ever thought about not owning a tank top. Not having one puts a serious crimp in our plans to go to Sustainable Capitol Hill's Tank Tops to Totes this Saturday at Stitches on Capitol Hill. (We don't think Sustainable Capitol Hill has a Web site. If they do, we can't find it.)
While out and about the other day, we ran across these items. Now, seeing shoes hanging from wires is nothing new, of course. Like you, gentle reader, we've been seeing them everywhere ever since we can remember. What is new, though, for us is seeing a pair of boots up there. We're kinda surprised we haven't seen this much sooner. Also, we are thankful that the utility crews hadn't gotten around to taking them down before we finally photographed this important cultural artifact.
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.
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.
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.
What better way to raise money for cancer than a good old-fashioned moustache pageant? Seemingly classy-ass Monsieur Moustache is tonight at the Capitol Hill Arts Center, with the proceeds going to help pay the leukemia treatment bills of local waiter extraordinare Nick Farina. (Proceeds will also be shared with the Seattle Cancer Care Alliance.) Nick's not the only guy out there with over a million dollars in bills (since, you know, our system's fucked), so the organizers are hoping to make this an annual benefit to raise money for cancer patients and organizations.
Last night, in the middle of the movie round, Seattlest officially became old. "What Canadian actor, who died in Mexico, appeared in seven movies directed by John Hughes, more than any other performer?" we asked.
There were, however, 3:10 to Yuma t-shirts, which we gave away in addition to the regular pile of swag. (That was Jack Daniels-themed this week. Congrats, Greendoggs.)
Jim Moore of the P-I reports this shocking news today: The Wazzu Cougars have passed the UW Huskies in apparel sales, according to a company that keeps track of such things.
"It's easy to hate you!" said one player last night at the Old Pequliar.
Laser Rocket Arms hates it when we call them "the new Husker Don't."
Out and about in Belltown, we espy a hand-lettered chalkboard in the window of Bambino's, promising "New York Style" sandwiches, including our favorite, beef tongue.
Somebody get me an Old Style...
We were all happy to hear about the return of this weekend’s Washington Brewers Festival at Saint Edward State Park. If you are looking for a last minute Fathers Day present, is there anything better than taking your dad out to drink beer all day (While watching people throw kegs)?
With summer right around the corner, Seattle is starting to see some of those tasty warm-weather offerings from the local breweries. We will be calling out some of our favorite summer beers over the next few weeks for you to enjoy. We sure would not want you drinking barley wine all summer...
Seattlest James took a time-out from showering the Nickels administration with Gwen Stefani tickets and El Gaucho gift certificates to host the quiz last night at the Old Pequliar.
BOOK CRUSH: Librarian Nancy Pearl´s latest book is Book Crush, a guide to books you loved when you were growing up. How does she know? Head over to the launch party and find out.
Results of the experiment: Last night 19 teams played the quiz at the Old Pequilar. If we'd been playing under classic $5/team rules, that would've been a pot of $190. Since we expanded the maximum team size to 6 and switched to $1/person, we ended up with a pot of $168 (84 players, pot matched by the OP). We ask you: is the smaller prize pool worth it?
Seattlest is more a Nordstrom Rack customer than Nordstrom proper shopper and we're not really interested in an RSS feed telling us that the Rack has a new shipment of six hundred thousand unsorted and unwanted shoes for us to pick through, but we realize that some people actually might be interested in up-to-the-minute information on the contents of the virtual shelves at Nordstrom.com. Enter Nordstrom RSS.
We had the pleasure of attending our second “Brewmasters Dinner” at Ray’s Boathouse Café this past Thursday.
When you sign up for enough lists your inbox tends to get clogged up with a lot of useless and unwanted press releases, but every once in a while you'll find a nugget of gold glittering in the mud. Today we received a release with the subject line, "FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE - High-waisted, wide-leg - You don't have to wear skinny jeans."
Garlic Gulch, that's what Belltown's Fourth Avenue has turned into, between downtown and Denny Way. At the north end, the venerable Zeek's appears to take intergalactic orders for traditional, predictable, topping-heavy slices. Bambino, a block away on Cedar, styles itself as "East Coast Pizza," whatever that means (thin crust, light toppings, one assumes). Given the flap over Domino's so-called Brooklyn-Style Pizza, probably not a great idea. Ordered a Tropicale (east-coast-speak for Hawaiian); despite 575-degree, wood-fired oven, pizza was limp, soggy; application of freshly-grated Parmesan no help.
The -ists this week had politics on the brain. And what goes better with politics? Partying-- that's two great tastes in one. Oh, and Kevin Federline...can't forget about Kevin Federline. That's three great tastes in one.
>>>EMP, 6pm. First The Police's Andy Summers gets interviewed by EMP Senior Curator, Jasen Emmons. Then he signs his book, One Train Later: A Memoir. You need tickets to stand in the "Don't Stand So Close To Me" book-signing line, available with purchase of the book from University Book Store. Andy will sign one piece of memorabilia per copy of his book. Did we mention he has a book out? $5 at the door, free for Museum members.
>>>University Temple United Methodist Church, 7:30pm. Religious believers can be co-opted, argues distinguished biologist and secular humanist E.O. Wilson in his talk "The Creation: A Meeting of Science and Religion." Blah blah salvation of biodiversity blah glory of nature blah work together. We dislike this automatic Religion-and-Science connection ("Ballet and Groundskeeping: A New Unity"), but he's a smartie. Could be worth it. .
We were going to write about style after one of our valued commenters (and one of our three readers) took Seattlest Dan to task for carrying an umbrella. We envisioned inking one of those grandiloquent "A Moral Defense of..." columns that one sees written in defense of some generally unpopular concept; however, dumb things like work and its attendant personal-time-sucking qualities derailed us.