A love letter to Seattle, one weekend at a time.
I'm Brooke. I moved here on my own about a year ago and started writing everything down, the good food, the trip planning, the days that didn't go as planned. This is what's left of it.
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Hi, I'm Brooke.
By day I'm in sales, chasing quotas and cold-calling strangers. About a year ago I packed a car and moved to Seattle on my own, knowing exactly one person here. This site is everything I've collected since: the food, the trips, the days that didn't go as planned.
Read the full storyElsewhere, and in between the big posts.
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dumplings, obviously -
ferry brain -
new boots, bad idea -
hydrangea season -
rooftop, no plans -
the good light -
farmers market haul -
rainy day reading
The latest from the notebook.
The real recap of my New York trip
Not the highlight reel. The sore feet, the one meal that disappointed, and the part of the trip I didn't post.
The best bars I found in New York
A speakeasy that's actually worth the reservation, a rooftop that isn't a tourist trap, and one dive I'd go back to alone.
Where I ate in New York, no regrets
A pizza slice that lived up to the hype, a bagel line worth standing in, and the dinner I'm still thinking about.