Early mornings are meant for rest, cuddling, and daydreaming, which is exactly how this particular morning began. Jason and I planned our exciting day from the comfort of our soft, fluffy hotel bed. Today we would return to Pike Place Market. Although we caught a glimpse of it yesterday, it was not enough to satisfy our curiosity.
After forcing ourselves out of bed, we dressed and made our way out into the city sidewalks. We used our phones to guide us back to Pike Place Market. We heard of a restaurant called Bitch Biscuits, which we planned to learn more about during breakfast. Unfortunately, we had some difficulty finding it. As the rumbling of our stomachs grew more intense, we settled on discovering a breakfast spot further into the market. Jason and I very carefully walked down a rather steep street to get to the water's edge. Soon the aroma of freshly baked pastries led us to a charming spot called Piroshky Piroshky. Although the line was out the door, we knew the smell of freshly baked bread and cheese would help to withstand our hunger. It was worth the wait. Below are pictures of our breakfast and the restaurant:
Once selecting our pastries, we needed to find a place to sit down and enjoy our meal. Although there wasn't seating in the restaurant, we stumbled upon a few small, stone tables in an alley behind some shops. As we sat down to eat, a group of tourists and a guide appeared in the entrance to the alley. We quietly observed as they made their way to the remaining tables behind us. The guide slipped into the back entrance of a Chinese restaurant adjacent to the alley. He soon returned to his group with small plates of delicious-looking food. Jason and I eavesdropped on their tour as we ate our scrumptious pastries. Below is a picture of Jason enjoying the food and entertainment:
After eating, we went exploring. Pike Place was far bigger than we ever imagined! The entire street running parallel to the water's edge was filled with shops, tents, and restaurants. We weaved our way through the crowds as we browsed the flower stands and fresh produce:
We decided to purchase our very first Washington Apple. We were pretty pleased with the result:
Finally, we found the clock:
Being quite the introverts, Jason and I quickly grew tired of the crowds. We decided to find a quiet spot to rest and regroup. We ended up on the top of a building overlooking the beautiful water:
Once regrouping, we decided it was time to make some small purchases:
As a special surprise, a new friend of ours messaged us and invited us to lunch at Pike Place. We happily accepted and agreed to meet at the clock. The three of us then headed over to Saffron Spice for lunch:
The three of us found a nice little area where we could eat and talk. It was such a nice surprise!
After saying goodbye, Jason and I returned to the market. We left no shop unturned. We visited everything there was to see and even enjoyed some tea and crumpets along the way:
Jason pointed out a yarn shop nearby, where I quickly snagged this item up:
Next to the yarn shop we found a kitchen shop, where I made an impulse buy on a little scrubber ducky:
We spent the whole day at the market! Our feet were killing us by the time we left. We returned to the hotel to relax and put away our new purchases.
Around dinner time, we walked next door to a 1950s style dinner named Dick's Drive-In. Jason and I split a small burger and fry:
We then returned to the hotel and relaxed for a while. At the very end of the day, we realized we were still really hungry from all that walking. So, we decided to get a late snack and some drinks. Below is Jason with his flight of beer:
Our mini corndogs:
Below is a picture of the beer menu that shows what beers Jason had in his flight:
It's difficult to remember the name of the restaurant-- I'm not even sure they had a name. All I remember is this picture of a hammerhead drinking. I thought it was pretty funny:
On the way back, Jason caught a glimpse of this dick in a random window:
We then called it a night and went back to the hotel. Tomorrow, we would have to say goodbye to Seattle.
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