I'm beating the heat with...

From K.

Trips to the Queen Anne pool



Picnics in the shady, grassy quad at Seattle Pacific University (part of me and hubby J's efforts to keep right on having "dates" :)



The cool AC at the Big Picture in Belltown (catch the killer happy hour upstairs at El Gaucho for a fun night out! Love the bourbon lemonade and the 410 burger)



The sleek chill of Umi Sake House (try the Naughty Roll! Just a hint of spice to liven things up)



Icy cool watermelon from Ken's Market and PCC



How are YOU beating the heat?

I rallied, despite a sudden rainstorm, for a Bastille Day picnic

From K.

Good GOD it's been forever since I've posted. Forgive me. The wedding and honeymoon knocked me off my regular schedule and I'm just coming up for air. More on that later :)

I'm not totally sure why Bastille Day appeals so much to me and my friends. Maybe it's the romance of storming a prison in which our comrades were unjustly interred. More likely, it's our love of French food and all things France. We'd initially planned to don berets, carry around baguettes and storm something, then picnic at Volunteer Park. That plan required adjustment when an actual storm stormed US.





My contribution




We ended up in the living room of my friend R, lunching on baguettes and charcuterie, croissants and other random delights we'd tucked away for the proposed picnic. Nothing too complicated, as we hadn't planned on suddenly having access to a stove. I may head to Cafe Presse or new spot Bastille on Tuesday to live out this fantasy a bit farther.

I picnicked at Seward Park

From K.

Some May days are almost agonizing in their perfection. Such was Saturday, a day for dresses with flowy skirts, T-shirts, sandals and picnics.



The sun blazed overhead but below was that signature Seattle salty sea breeze that tickled the grass and leaves and our skin. Me and fiance J hit up Ezell's for fried chicken and baked beans then motored over to Seward Park. J found a peaceful, shaded glade focused on Mount Rainier. It loomed in the distance across Lake Washington, snowy and majestic. Motown thumped in the background from another nearby picnic. We lounged in our beach chairs, watching kids play a goofy game of soccer.

Bliss.