Fall is in the air, and with it comes the urge to cozy up next to a roaring fire with a lover by your side, while drinking a glass of wine and noshing on Northwest fare. There is no better place to do just that than at Trellis Restaurant, located at the Heathman Hotel in Kirkland.
When I think about sexy food that is synonymous with Seattle, I’m sure I’m not alone in conjuring images of espresso machines steaming up the windows of one of our many local coffee shops. If coffee gets you in the mood for love, be prepared for a whole lotta foreplay this weekend during Seattle’s own Coffee Fest at the Washington State Convention Center.
There is nothing sexier than a classic hamburger eaten in the heat of a sultry summer evening. When the juices from the burger run down your chin, your tanned, Spanish lover licks them off, slowly, languidly.
It’s August in Seattle, and by most accounts summer has tentatively sprung. I spent last Sunday on the boat, partaking in the Seafair festivities.
Is there any way to find fault with an event that features a handsome Latino winemaker, a casino, Mexican food cooked over fire on an outdoor patio and the almost-certain promise of early-August sunshine?
Are you the kind of person who wakes up to a piping hot mug of rendered bacon fat in the morning instead of coffee? If so, then you were probably at Burning Beast — a hedonistic feast of all things mighty, muscled and meaty.
With dust on his boots and suspenders hugging his abs just tightly enough to reveal their muscled tone, Joel Salatin is the embodiment of the Hot Farmer.
There is a long weekend ahead and you are tired of the same old Independence Day festivities. How much red, white and blue jello salad can one person eat before they turn into a gelatinous hot mess capable of nothing greater than blowing up the neighbor’s mailbox with Roman Candles clandestinely purchased from a nearby fireworks stand?
A fresh-off-the-press book landed in my lap this week that I have to share with you. It contains secrets within that will spice up an ailing love life — or possibly even get you laid — through the glorious means of food. It’s called the “Food Lovers’ Guide to Seattle” and the author is Keren Brown, a woman Martha Stewart herself calls a “doer.”
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