My friend Amanda visited last weekend, which meant caffination, ferry rides, hockey and time sampling the wonders of Pike Place Market. Because she arrived at 4pm, when I'd already been awake for twelve hours, our first stop was Ladro, a Seattle coffee shop featuring fair trade beans and one of the best coffee drinks I've ever tasted. I can't remember the name of the drink, but it was a combination of mocha and orange peel, and it was delicious. I find most fancy coffees way too sweet, but this was a recommendation of the barista and it was perfect--the only mocha I've had that has not been too milk-chocolately sweet. I highly recommend Cafe Ladro, both for their beverages and their fair trade commitment.
After an adventure at my first hockey game, where we saw the Seattle Thunderbirds beat up on the Everett Silvertippies, which included a near-heart attack when the midnight bus to Seattle started to pull away without us, we were moving a bit slow in the morning. Being the loving person that I am (read: the person always starving in the morning), I went foraging for croissants, and found delicious ones at Le Panier, which also appears to have about twenty other types of bread and sweet pastries I'd like to sample. The plain croissants were heavenly with butter and plenty of flakiness. I didn't hear much about the pain au chocolats, but they disappeared quickly so I'll assume they were quite tasty, also.
After coffee and croissants, Amanda and I ventured down to the market and reveled in its choices. The street opposite Pike Place is packed with tiny shops containing food from nearly every region of the world. I'm sure that the market shops will pop back into my reviews with great frequency, but for now I'll focus on one: Jack's Fish Spot. This shop is located next to the wrought iron staircase and appears to be a typical fishmonger, although slightly less exciting as on this side of the street they don't throw the fish. But if you walk around to the side, you find counters and simple menu. Have the halibut and chips--they are the best I've had yet, especially the chips. We watched a sack of potatoes arrive from across the way, and everything was freshly fried.
As Amanda said, I would marry in a few seconds the man that salted those chips. It didn't hurt that the boy taking the orders and the one frying up the chips were quite adorable. All in all, a great place for fresh fish and chips--I just wish they made their own tartar sauce rather than including a packet of Kraft.
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I need to keep closer track of who I try to propose too. But those fish boys were dreamy. Oh, fries of deliciousness!
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