Yes, there just happens to be a giant heart-infested holiday coming right around the corner that many consider to be the biggest date night of the year. In its honor I have rounded up a short list of restaurants where the ambience is such that couples mooning across the table at each other are as much a fixture as dimmer switches and candlelight.
I admit, I lean a little Italian-heavy on this subject—but hey, it's not my fault. Those two dogs bumping muzzles from opposite ends of a spaghetti noodle are just way too convincing.
I've been a fan of Seattle filmmaker Lynn Shelton's work since I saw her first feature, We Go Way Back, at a screening way back in 2006. I was entranced by Shelton's approach to storytelling—which seemed simultaneously impressionistic and incisive. I also appreciated her firm grasp of how people actually speak to each other—probably a result of her reliance on loose script outlines and improvised lines.
Seattle magazine is proud to be the official magazine partner of the Space Needle's 50th Anniversary celebration, held in conjuction with the Next 50, which celebrates fifty years since Seattle's 1962 World's Fair.
Hikers (snow hikers?) take note: The state is waiving the day-use fee to use state parks for all three days this long MLK Day weekend. If you scamper off to Mount Si, Little Si, Twin Falls, West Tiger or Rattlesnake—or any other DNR trail—you won't need a Discover Pass ($10/day).
So it's a great weekend to try out one of these local trails, which are especially glorious in the snow (or rain) because: #1) wonderfully scenic and #2) wonderfully deserted!
MUST HEARZoe Muth and the Lost High RollersYou might guess this sweet country crooner hails from Nashville, but Zoe Muth is a Seattle girl, through and through. Backed by her Lost High Rollers, Muth has been compared to Kitty Wells, Emmylou Harris and Iris DeMent. The high praise keeps tumbling in for her most recent album, Starlight Hotel, released in April. Fun fact: that album is named after the hotel on Ballard Ave., which recently reopened as Hotel Ballard.
Long before the Canons and the Bathtub Gins, the Liberty Bars and the Oliver's Twists, Seattle had Tini Bigs. Back when we were a town of beer snobs but not cocktail snobs, it opened on a Lower Queen Anne corner in 1996. Those were blissfully ignorant times when you could go right ahead and slap a "tini" onto the name of any drink served in a triangle-shaped glass and virtually no one would cry martini foul, and Tini Bigs did it with gratuitous gusto.
Stuffed with beautiful pictures of giant burgers, shimmering with cheese- and bacon-covered goodness, our January Best Burgers issue makes me want a burger so bad, sometimes it hurts.
I don’t think I’m alone. The tireless Seattle mag event staff has kicked it into high gear and organized a creative new event called the Burger Brawl, going down January 26 at the Bell Harbor International Conference Center on Pier 66.
PBS’ Masterpiece hit series returned this Sunday and proved itself more than worth the money I, inexplicably, shelled out for local TV in the meantime.
WHAT IT IS:
The best thing to further confuse and distort Americans' perceptions of historical events since Mad Men.
NO, REALLY, WHAT IS IT?
An all around well-made British drama set on a nobleman’s estate at the onset of World War I, where the problems of servants and socialites get equal screen time.
WHAT YOU NEED TO KNOW
If there is still any room left in the budget after paying off those holiday credit card bills, here are three local spots to stop by this week for killer sales deals of up to 75% off (hey, it’s never too early to shop for next Christmas, is it?):
Indulge me as I complain about my job, just this once.
I know, I realize that it's not easy to imagine how eating for a living could be anything but a glamorous, caviar-studded chimera wherein breakfast, lunch and dinner consist of splendid gastronomic fairyland moments of bliss.
It really is that, most of the time. But I'm here to set you straight: while working on January's awesome Burger issue, I am convinced that I ate a cow. Maybe more than one cow. I likely took out a herd of cattle, people.
Things are settling down a bit for us cross-lake commuters, but it's hard to say if next week will be better or worse.
On the one hand, according to WSDOT, people are still deciding what their commute will be as tolling continues for the next 45 years. Some who tried to outwit the toll monsters by crapping up my commute are rethinking. That $7 a day is starting to look pretty tasty right about now. I say this with love at 4:30 on a Friday afternoon.