North Seattle Noshing: Grateful Bread

It used to be I thought that any place north of the Montlake Bridge was full of sea monsters, I’d not venture there without the Sea Witch at my side to protect me with spells and amulets. I’m long over my provincial hangups, plus, people act like our West Seattle home is somewhere beyond Hawaii, …


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Seattle’s Wing Luke Asian Museum

We don’t call it Chinatown, it’s the International District. And it is, it’s Chinese, sure, but it’s also Vietnamese, Japanese, Korean and loads more. During the time I’ve lived in Seattle, it’s gone from the site of ramshackle flop houses and weird smelling supermarkets with unidentifiable produce to a shinier neighborhood with a handsome new gate, an expansive and attractive international grocery mecca, and a hang out for hip Japanese kids with remarkable hair.

The latest change involved moving the Wing Luke Asian Museum from a cramped and somewhat tired space to stunning new digs on King Street. We picked today for our visit because it’s First Thursday and First Thursdays are free at the museums.

I’m generally content to shell out for museum admissions, but I’m happy we didn’t pay today because there’s not a lot going on in the exhibit spaces just yet. Some of the historical objects and displays that tell the story of our Asian immigrant population are up, but they were sharing space with a media extravaganza. The community galleries were empty, as were some of the other spaces and while it was a little disappointing to see so little on display, it was nice to get to see the building in its fresh out of the wrapper state. It’s a stunner, I’m looking forward to going back when the museum has their A game on To my delight, one of the first major exhibits scheduled is one focusing on native Hawaiian culture.

The most magnificent thing we saw today by far – and I expect it will hold its wonder over time – was the theater curtain from an early 1900s International District movie theater. The curtain is covered with had painted advertisements from the theater’s hey days – it hangs in the museum’s beautiful little auditorium under stage spots. The back windows of the theater look out on to one of the International District’s remaining renovated brick buildings. It’s a beautiful thing, the way they did not hide the less than perfect face of the neighborhood from inside the immaculate new space. I have my doubts if the “view” will last, but even when the surroundings change, the curtain will be a thing of beauty.


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Star- and Shell- Fish Wednesday: Low Tide Edition

We don’t always dish up a plate of seafood for Fish Wednesday, sometimes, we actually put on our shoes and go look at fish in some kind of habitat. We are unspeakably lucky to be near Lincoln Park, a beautiful stretch of beach (and more) – it takes 20 minutes to walk from our front …


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On Writing About Place and Authenticity

For some time now, I’ve been meaning to write to the editors of my favorite magazine, National Geographic Traveler to say this: I love you, but could you quit throwing the word “authentic” around? Nitpicky, obsessively literal, and probably very annoying, I know. But stick with me.

Here’s the definition of authentic from Webster’s via Dictionary, trimmed for the etymology and pronunciation details):

1. Having a genuine original or authority, in opposition to that which is false, fictitious, counterfeit, or apocryphal; being what it purports to be; genuine; not of doubtful origin; real; as, an authentic paper or register.

To be avenged On him who had stole Jove’s authentic fire. –Milton.

2. Authoritative. [Obs.] –Milton.

3. Of approved authority; true; trustworthy; credible; as, an authentic writer; an authentic portrait; authentic information.

4. (Law) Vested with all due formalities, and legally attested.

5. (Mus.) Having as immediate relation to the tonic, in distinction from plagal, which has a correspondent relation to the dominant in the octave below the tonic.

This is my deal: I don’t think you can describe a place as authentic as though it could be real or fake unless you’re talking about an actually facsimile of place, like the Venetian in Vegas or the Polynesian Cultural Center on Oahu. These are reproductions of places that exist in the real world as real places. The Venetian and the Cultural Center are freaky fake. The “authentic” places aren’t so scrubbed; the canals of Venice are stinky, Oahu has crazy traffic. There’s no Starbuck’s in Venice, but seven bucks for a cappucino? And the real Hawaii is covered with food chains, they’re everywhere.


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NW Folklife Festival Recap

It’s been years since the sun has been shining on Memorial Day weekend. Last year, if I remember correctly, there was a cold drizzle and we fled only because we were just too cold and damp in our summer mentalities. This year, we had spectacular sunshine the better part of the weekend and because of …


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Nearby Adventures: White Center

On the short three block downtown radius in White Center, you can find a Halal shop that seems to serve mostly Ethiopian or Somalian clientèle, a handful of Vietnamese pho places, a Cambodian cafe and a Cambodian supermarket – as well as a few other markets that have a staggering variety of Asian and Mexican …


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