The Long Haul – Part 4

 In Salt Lake City, UT, Travel

December 29, 2017

To get a drink in the Denver airport four days before Christmas you have to sell your soul. But lordy is it worth it. A few gin and tonics later we were happily boarding our plane, making fun of the panicky, A-list preferred because when you fly Southwest, no matter how “preferred” you are, you still have to wait in line with the other “preferred” members and might get a middle seat. This was more fun since we forgot to check in till the day of and were in the C boarding group and there is no point in clamoring for anything… You are in the caboose of the plane.

We arrived in Seattle around midnight, Sadie appeared at Sea-Tac in her shiny, new Prius, scooped us off the crowded arrivals port and we buzzed downtown to get pizza at Big Mario’s, which is THE PLACE to get late night pizza. Cooks tossed the dough in the air and we ate pizza by the slice on paper plates, reaching over strangers for napkins and condiments.

Then we drove to Pioneers Square where one of Sadie’s friends lives. He was going to be out of town for the holidays and despite having never met us, he offered to let us stay at his place which turned out to be on the 26th floor of a huge apartment complex with the amazing view of the city you see in the cover photo. This was the sort of place with three shower heads, a jacuzzi sized bathtub, and a fridge with tap handles coming out of it for his home-brewing escapades. What a guy.

The next morning, Tony and I walked to Elm Coffee Roasters, caffeined up and then made the two-mile walk up the hills of Seattle towards Capitol Hill, to meet Sadie for brunch. If you’ve never been to Seattle you cannot comprehend the hills this city is built on. They are comparable to the mountain roads Tony and I used to run up last summer. I must say I felt as if we’d earned our breakfast by the time we arrived. Sadie showed us all around her neighborhood and we ate fried chicken and biscuits and then stopped for pastries on the way home. And we weren’t one bit sorry about it.

Sadie took us to her new apartment which is one of the most charming places you’ll ever walk into. Full of character, French doorways, bow windows and the tiniest, but cutest, kitchen. When you used the loo, your knees bumped up against the bathtub but you didn’t mind because the whole place just made you so happy to be there.

Later Sadies friends came over and we all went out for drinks and later Karaoke where Sadie and friends sang an excellent rendition of “You’re the One that I Want” from Greece and that has been stuck in my head ever since. Sadie and I went up after a few more drinks and tried to sing something from Frozen, and everyone was pleased there was no footage of that to haunt us the next day.

Christmas Eve was spent pleasantly napping on the couch at Sadie’s place and I made pasta for everyone while drinking wine, which resulted in a rather nasty burn on my forearm but I am pleased to say I didn’t spill so much as one noodle down the drain.

Christmas day dawned and was spent much the same way, we watched Christmas movies, took dinner to Sadie’s roommate who was working at Liberty, the neighborhood bar and then had pleasant talks while cuddling with the dogs.

Overall Seattle is a beautiful city. It is so opportunistic, the architecture is beautiful and the people are driven. I’m so proud of my beautiful sister for making her way into a new city, finding awesome people and building her life. Seattle is lucky to have her.

Tony and are back in Colorado through the end of the year and then we’ll be driving to Salt Lake City, our home for the next four months. The long haul is almost over and I can’t wait to get back in the kitchen. Stay tuned for recipes in the new year. Thanks for coming along for the ride!

To Be Continued…

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  • leeiiiwill
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    Quite the view!

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