While sitting in my usual awkward, only-comfortable-to-me position and eating crackers in bed, I came across an interesting New York Times read about the freedom and quirks of living alone. Quite a few solo dwellers were featured, in addition to their odd, unchecked living habits, e.g., visiting the kitchen 7 times an hour, sleeping when the sun comes up, going to the bathroom with the door open.
I had first heard about this in Sex and the City when Carrie talks about Secret Single Behavior aka SSB (also referenced in the article), and she admits that she likes eating saltines with jelly while reading Vogue in the kitchen, Charlotte reluctantly shares that she sometimes stares at her pores in the magnifying mirror, Miranda slathers her hands in Vaseline before placing them in gloves while watching TV, and Samantha of course had no weird behavior she was ashamed of.
I realized that I have a few strange habits of my own, for starters, eating crackers in bed, which I think I picked up from an episode of I Love Lucy; standing in a peacock pose while snacking in the kitchen (inherited from my mom who got it from my grandma); and online shopping/blog reading, and more recently, pinning, for hours on end. While I’m not particularly proud of my SSB, I couldn’t imagine getting through the week without these indulgences, and I’m perfectly happy being a little bit weird christine on her own.
There are very few reasons that make me want to celebrate a birthday, but when P suggested a weekend away, it didn’t take much convincing. I landed on the idea of a Seattle trip when I had heard from various friends what a fun time they had while visiting, and also learned that it’s only an hour and half flight from San Francisco, P’s new home and what’s now become a second home to me.
Seattle was just as beautiful and adventure-filled as we had hoped. It was bright blue skies the entire weekend, and staying in the heart of downtown—walking distance to some of the city’s best food, shopping, and sightseeing gems—didn’t hurt either.
We were only blocks away from the city’s famed Pike Place, where you can score some of the finest seafood and even watch your fresh purchase expertly thrown by fishmongers before getting packaged. It took us no time to discover they also sold individual shrimp and crab cocktails, which we devoured just as quickly.
The first ever Starbucks is also located at Pike Place, and there’s always a line to get in, but with friendly staff, and what I swear is better coffee, it was well worth the wait.
Not too far down is Beecher’s Handmade Cheese. The smell alone drew in P, and the fact that you could observe the cheese getting freshly made was of course a treat. I think we must have stopped in at least four times to taste all the handmade delights, including incredible housemade crackers, which made the perfect gifts for my office ladies.
As you can tell, we spent plenty of time at Pike Place, and like everything else, the restaurant Matt’s in the Market did not disappoint with their fantastic view of the iconic Public Market sign, and delicious seasonal, locally sourced meals.
I was told Capitol Hill was the area to be come nighttime, so we checked out a Hill highlight — Tavern Law — deemed one of the 25 best bars in the country by GQ. In addition to excellent cocktails and a cool vibe, Tavern has a hidden speakeasy that you can only gain access to by calling a mystery doorman on a phone in the corner. We couldn’t find any rhyme or reason as to who gets in, but we were plenty satisfied with our drinks in the commoners’ area.
Come daytime, I couldn’t get over how remarkable the city’s architecture is, from Seattle Art Museum's beautiful blue tinged facade to the Rem Koolhaas designed central public library.
And with such gorgeous weather, how could we resist wrapping up the trip with a ride up the Space Needle.