this week, seattle is sparkling. i find myself thinking, "yeah... yeah, i could stay here for a long time..."
and then i remember the last three and a half months of grey and rain and freezing humid cold and tell myself to come back to reality. really, as gorgeous as the emerald city is in the "summer," i'm too much of a desert rat to live in a rain forest.
this afternoon {despite all the scrambling to finish everything from office work and interviews to packing, moving, and cleaning}, victoria and i decided that sunshine demanded we eat gelato. so, i put down my almost finished class-work {please, 399r, get out of my life}, she stopped frantically trying to sell everything flourishing families owns, and we took a little {hourlong} trip to wallingford. which has within the last several weeks, become one of my favorite parts of seattle. it's almost tied with fremont.
the fainting goat was good to us.
and really, how awesome is that sign? definitely double points for artistic taste. not to mention the incredible gelato flavors: honey rose, nutella, virgin mojito, salted caramel, and so so many more. my tastebuds were tingling.
while in the gelato shop, "hello, seattle" by owl city came on the radio - a provo classic. suddenly, a massive wave of nostalgia hit me and i realized how sad i am to be leaving this unique city and beautiful experience. we spent the rest of the time reminiscing about the whole trip - start to finish.
also, this summer i've found a new love for waffle cones. when you're feeling slightly indulgent, nothing does it like a waffle cone.
speaking of extras like that... i'm in a fight with food blogs lately. because american women can't separate pleasure from calories and calories from weight. and half the time the word "calorie" replaces the word "food" even on blogs that claim to be simply for the love of the substance without weight-watching connotations. not that being aware is wrong. i've been hyper aware of how messed up our food media is lately.
but who wants to spoil a good gelato posts with talk like that? not me... so, forget that and let's enjoy that upside down goat!
{of course, saving that conversation for later...}
also, this was an absolutely great little tea shop next door. i think i want that clock in my apartment.. because after all, it's always T time! :)
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