Bidding the difficult-to-photograph-even-for-a-cat Axl farewell, two views of Washington from the train [when we finally boarded one] and the first bowl of amazing barbacoa sopa [from Taqueria Portland] that I managed to completely consume -- it helps when the only thing you're eaten in more than 12 hours was two pieces of toast.
Post-doctor breakfast and LP crawl at Easy Street Records on California Ave. Sometimes only basic, competently made diner food hits the spot, and this particular morning was a good example. They name each dish/combination after a different musician; I can't be the only person to ever avoid ordering the dish I wanted because I refused to ask for something named after someone I dislike. This is the "Little Richard," not the "Lil' Kim."
With the job done and the day sunny and dry for a change, we spent the day across the Sound on Vashon Island. Here, we attempt to spend more than a few minutes on the beach before the wind diced us into pieces.
Restroom at the island's pharmacy/gift shop.
Still learning how to shoot panoramas in focus.
Dinner: Fantastic baked chicken, leeks and elephant garlic at home.
Amazing brunch at Saigon Boat Cafe on Alki: Turkey banh-mi sandwich and roasted eggplant, in a style I've never seen before but want to learn how to replicate.
Tasty oatmeal-fig cookie and interesting-looking lemon-raspberry-type thing at Bakery Nouveau on California Avenue.
A very atmospheric [read: dark] dinner of chicken curry and roasted vegetables at Maharaja Cuisine of India down the street from the Bakery.