More photos from the Seattle trip.
On the first night, Phil barbecued a beautiful whole Sockeye salmon. This fish was fresh, fresh, fresh, and tasted so good. Karen had gone to one of the many Seattle farmers' markets that afternoon, so veggies and homemade ice cream with market raspberries rounded out a very fine meal.
While visiting near Sequim (pronounced "Squim"), we took a little hike to Troll Haven, an amusement park that never was, and picked a few blackberries on the way. The berries were still mostly sour in the cool peninsula climate, but if you picked carefully, there were some sweet ones. Abbie carefully warmed and macerated hers in her hands, and then either devoured or wore them, depending on how you look at it. We drew straws to see which one of us had to take her out of the backpack, as we were all wearing light colors. Tipping the backpack over and just letting her crawl out was suggested (by her grandmother). Fearless Uncle Mike plucked her out and transported her to the kitchen sink for cleaning.
En route to lunch and sculpture walking, we stopped off for a digestive-system-daring appetizer: Taco Truck Seviche/Ceviche. This taco truck was a taco bus, complete with interior barstools and counters. I had a bite or two of seviche, which was limey and delicious. I also had a tamale, which was excellent. As is usually the case with Mike and I, we ate a lot of pub food in Seattle, because we like to try all the local brews and generally arrive close to one meal time or another (how convenient). Brew pubs also seem to be fairly family-friendly, so they are easy.
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