And the cow jumped over the moon...

Right now we're in Seattle visiting family and friends. Alanna is a friend of mine from our PDX year. Alanna is superloveable for many reasons, not the least of which are her foodie passions. She is very serious about food, but not snobby. The first day I met her she took me out to an all you can eat sushi bar. As we sat down she told me the following.
I want you to know that I am going to eat a lot. I am going to MAXIMIZE my food capacity so I don't want you to feel like you can't eat in front of me. I am probably
going to have to undo the top button on my pants after this meal.
Obviously, I have friend-loved Alanna ever since that first day. This week she's been taking us on a whirlwind culinary tour of Seattle. We have eaten pastries by someone who one the world baking contest in France, cuban sandwiches, gay cupcakes and the official white house candy. But if I have a clear food memory from this trip it will be Molly Moon ice cream. I know, I overuse this phrase, but truly it changed my gastronomic life.

Posted on July 1, 2009 and filed under Adventures in the World.