Tuesday, November 10, 2009

walla walla! part 1

been eating real good out here, don't you worry about a thing.

felt super adventurous to leave the seattle airport during my layover. rode the bus to the market and walked around. got coffee and an amazing cookie. people watching and rain. then back and onto a small plane with charles smith (food and wine winemaker of the year!), kyle mclachlan (twin peaks!) and a bunch of tourists. picked a good weekend.

arrived friday night and was eating bun at pho sho about an hour later. a cold vietnamese salad with lots of fresh greens, sprouts, basil and cilantro. fried tofu and a peanut sauce.

saturday morning rode my favorite bike out to the walla walla roastery. had a perfect cappucino. their coffee has always given me the most powerful sensation: a tingle, almost poprocks sort of physicality to the taste. and then a rushing current that i can feel in my body. electric espresso!
that evening, we ate at brasserie four, which opened right before i left. it was great then and now seems more mature and comfortable in its own skin. chicken pate with apples, figs, honey and pickled onions. apparently i was moaning. for dinner, duck confit pizza. really great crust, fried egg on top, etc. more moaning!

sunday morning i went back to b4 for an americano. they use stumptown and it was amazing. a perfect bar for waking up and reading the paper. later, since the tourists were gone, we felt free to head out to waitsburg to whoop em up hollow cafe and jimgermanbar. this whole experience was so highly anticipated, that i really couldn't help but think that i was blowing it out of proportion. with the early sunset, it was already dark for the ride. really great moon and blazing stars. i miss you stars!

at the whoop: fried catfish. a big pile of greens, beans and rice. just like the first time i ever ate there. then to jgb and had jim make me something. i couldn't decide, it was overwhelming to walk into a space that i have spent so much time thinking about. soon i had a cocktail. barolo chinato. a perfect choice, knowing that i love those digestif flavors. haunting and refreshing, leaving memories. and i am pretty sure it is only tuesday?

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