Reptiles don’t exactly have a reputation for being the most cute and cuddly creatures in the animal kingdom, but there are plenty of people who love them nonetheless. This weekend reptile lovers from all over will gather in one place to celebrate some of nature’s more misunderstood animals.
Seattleite’s picks on Trick-or-Treating.
It’s that time of the year again — the pumpkin patch (or Safeway) beckons with round bundles of festive orange joy, ready to be scooped up and carved into a jack-o-lantern or pie (or both). As the leaves begin to fall and the spirit (real or imagined) inspires you to attend some Halloween festivities
Food & Wine Magazine’s 2010 Best New Chef aims for the best new version of pub grub.
Ladies, get your wine on!
Girls getting together for Friday happy hour whilst talking business in tight power suits is dead sexy. Ask anyone. Which is why if you’re a gig l- or a woman if you want to put on your big girl britches- you ought to get thyself to 509 Wines in Fremont this Friday the 14th at 4 PM.
This Westlake hangout offers mouth-watering bites and fine wine for half the price.
What’s packed every afternoon at 4 o’clock, has an easily accessible location, and wants to give you everything — including half a bottle of wine — for half the price? There are plenty of punchline opportunities here, but I’m talking about Barolo Ristorante — Westlake Avenue’s cure for the
Don’t overlook this mighty lil’ hood — let us show you what they’re made of.
When it comes to Seattle neighborhoods, Phinney Ridge seems to be the frequently forgotten middle child, sandwiched between big brother, Ballard and cooky little sister, Fremont. But don’t be mistaken. Phinney Ridge is no chump. Stretching up past the Woodland Park Zoo up through Greenwood Ave, this little ‘hood boasts the kinds of where-everyone-knows-your-name eateries and bars that would make even the locals in Cheers jealous.
Flavors include pumpkin, vanilla bean and chocolate at this Snohomish sweet shop.
Wet autumn days call for Row House Cafe, a cozy cabin around Lake Union.
I’m really critical of coffee shops and cafes. Sure, they provide free Wi-fi when I need to get out of the office space also known as my apartment, and they let me buy a $2 Americano and sit there for three hours. All the freeloading freelancer stereotypes aside, a good cafe comes down to the simple things
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