I slept in late, it is vacation after all! Then I parked myself on the couch to watch Le Tour. Lib and I ate lunch at the hipster hot spot Homegrown. Everything is locally sourced and there is no waste- the lunch tray gets washed, the utensils, napkins, and excess food goes into the compost (if there’s anything left, it’s recyclable). I felt uber hipster, the food was delicious too which was a bonus. Lib and I headed to Queen Anne to go to the chocolate artisian Chocopolis. If you are not familiar with what a chocolate artisian is, they explain it, but I’m not sure I totally understand. Something about where the cocoa beans come from, the percentage chocolate (although they add this isn’t the most important), and stuff about flavors. All that aside, the chocolate was beautiful. In fact so beautiful I haven’t been able to eat it yet. I did have a sample of spicy aztec chocolate, which was delicious but put me into a sneezing fit.
After regrouping at the homefront we headed out to dinner at 360. The name derives from the fact that all of the food is acquired from a 360 mile radius, again very hipster. My beverage was a biting mule- a refreshing mix of spicy ginger beer, vodka and lime. Steven ordered the rose flight and Lib went for the pregnancy appropriate lemon lime soda. For dinner, I ordered the Rock fish. It was perfectly grilled and placed on a bed of quinoa (a hipster version of rice) and spinach. Steven ordered a rabbit leg (I couldn’t get over something that was keeping me from trying it). He failed to ask the waitress if it was a wascally wabbit. Lib got pasta in Bolognese sauce; interestingly enough it was a vegetarian dish. The sauce was made from locally foraged mushrooms (by locally foraged, I’m sincerely hoping they went a good distance outside of the city limits closer to the 360 miles permitted). Dinner hit the spot and we headed back to the home front for an early night.
The Rose Flight