When I’m in NYC I see apples from Washington and I think “no way is that right!” But Washington apples in Washington is a great deal better! Especially when made into hot cider on a cool autumn day. (at Pike Place Market)
Snippets from Pike Place (at Pike Place Market)
For our last night - yes, the end of all this! - we stopped into Union Saloon and had some great bar food made by @wblakeking - extremely filling, and exciting to spot all these subtle influences from Japan. Great way to end our little excursion.
What’s true in one city is true in all the others - where one finds an ice cream chain, one finds a ridiculously long line of tourists. (at Salt & Straw NW 23rd)
Buckwheat pancakes. (at Old Salt Marketplace)
The morning sky on the mountains outside Pendleton, OR
Outside Boise. Their tacos were delicious! (at Enrique’s Mexican Restaurant)
My intrepid colleague at the gas station (at Ziggy’s Express Gas N Grill)
There’s nothing quite like the Great Salt Lake. It reminded me, a little bit, of the lakes in New England in the dead of winter, when you could walk across them - but no. It’s more than that. It’s the salt. You’re walking on hard ground, and it’s all salty. (at Spiral Jetty)
Driving out here, though, we did admittedly get a little lost. (at Spiral Jetty)
Ahh, there we are! (at Spiral Jetty)
Where are we…?
We went to a place called The Pie Dump expecting pie, and instead found out they’re most famous for their gravy. It was so good we had already eaten half our bowl before I got around to photographing it. (at The PieDump/-TL Catering)
Moose chandelier (at The PieDump/-TL Catering)
Chinese food somewhere outside Salt Lake City. (at Oriental Garden)