This former gas plant repurposed as recreational green space — complete with a kite-flying hill — is nothing short of spectacular. Perching at the northern tip of Lake Union, it overlooks the entire body of water with the Seattle skyline not too far off in the distance. view more →
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After the food truck feast, we walked along the canal, passing by Google, Adobe, and wild poppys, before arriving at Gasworks Park. Seattle isn’t always as gloomy and rainy as people say it is! It’s breathtakingly beautiful when the sun shines. view more →
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A few sundays ago, we decided to use Lyft to get to Fremont — the neighborhood self-proclaimed as “The Center of the Universe.” To take advantage of the beautiful sunshine, we ate our way through the Sunday Market. view more →
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When we first moved into our new place, I badly wanted to repaint the walls and replace the brown carpet — but, we rent. The living room was the palest shade of mint while the bedroom was a slate blue — slight visual dampers on a small space that doesn’t get much light for the first half of the year, ya think? So instead of doing anything drastic, I ended up adding a little accent colors and patterns of my own to brighten things up a little bit! Here’s our new bedroom. view more →
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When friends are visiting and the sun is shining, you tend to do impulsive, touristy things — that turn out not so cheesy in the end. view more →
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Seattle experienced the most beautiful three-day Easter weekend, and I’m glad we took advantage of the sunshine and stumbled upon cherry blossoms in full bloom! Two very rare events happening at the same time. Incredible. We hitched a ride in Phil’s convertible with the top down, enjoyed the view of the Space Needle from Kerry Park, then wandered into a secret garden of sorts with very old, and very large cherry blossom trees. If we were to stay in Seattle long-term (as this article seems to suggest would be a wise decision), I’d seriously consider Queen Anne as a new home — if we could afford it. view more →
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Though we technically had Good Friday off, we all decided to hang out together as team, at a quieter local cafe. That choice was Kakao, an all-in-one venue, cafe, and chocolate store with minimal signage and an humble exterior. The comfortable seating invited us in, beautiful ballerinas graced the wall, eclectic chocolates on display drew us closer, and the extensive hot chocolate menu pretty much sealed the deal as we approach the counter. We sat next to the windows to maximize the beautiful sunshine, before heading to Queen Anne afterward! view more →
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While exhilarating, the startup grind can take its toll on daily life, sucking away precious quality time, so every other Saturday is marked “Date Day: Do something fun!” on our shared Google calendar. Last Saturday, we decided to explore Capitol Hill — the neighborhood every friend and magazine has been recommending — for good reason. When we first moved to Seattle, I felt like I was just living in a much more sparsely populated San Francisco with very similar demographics but fewer dining options and hipster hangouts. That is, until I really explored Capitol Hill. The neighborhood feels much like the home I once knew! Streets are much more vibrant and densely lined with tasteful cafes, bars, and boutiques like those we’d find in the Mission or Castro, but also Pac Heights. I’d say, Capitol Hill is somehow a fusion between the grunge and swank — with a much more positive attitude. view more →
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Who knew such a gem existed in the construction-laden business district I not only work but also reside in? On weekends, there is very light foot traffic in our hood, so all the usual lunch spots are closed for business — Starbucks included. Mistral Kitchen is a surprising exception. With such an unassuming entrance around a corner, I probably would’ve walked right past it on Saturday, had I not found the recommendation on a Seattle tourism website earlier (even a new local’s gotta start somewhere, right?). Having been to Macrina in Belltown on a Sunday (and missed the brunch slot after 40 minutes of waiting), I was very pleased to be seated right away though also a bit wary, given the vacancy on a Saturday afternoon. However, the menu soon turned our caution to relief and joyous anticipation. view more →
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About a month ago, our good friend, Steph, and her sister visited from San Francisco, so we decided to go check out the Central Library — a well-studied gem in the architectural world. (Steph’s sister, Christina, also happens to be an architecture major from Cal, thus the great choice in “tourist” attraction!) I knew we would ride up the yellow escalators, peek out through the Red Room, and wander along the Spiral; what I didn’t imagine was that we’d end up spending a good hour in a special section housing historic records ranging from Seattle’s yearly city directories (dating back to 1898!) to early census reports, to neatly compiled books full of newspaper clippings (sorted by topic). We flipped through gigantic insurance maps of Seattle proper, trying to figure out what used to be where (a lot of shipyards!), and I briefly browsed through a Japanese directory from 1955 listing every single Japanese business in America (from the Bay Area to cities in Utah! with street names I recognized in San Francisco). My ultimate favorite was a “Blue Book” of some local elite organization, featuring socialites (who probably paid to be listed), stating their prestigious college affiliations, spouses, and addresses. Can we say, the original Facebook?! view more →
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