Jay and I couldn’t have picked a better accommodation for our stay in Seattle: an AirBnB apartment nestled up next to Capitol Hill. Capitol Hill is, in the words of Wikipedia, “one of the city’s most prominent nightlife and entertainment districts, and the center of the city’s gay and counterculture communities.” In other words: it is super fun.
Only a few blocks away from our accommodations, we had food, drink, and dessert options galore. For our first sit-down meal in Seattle, I wanted seafood — specifically, fish and chips. At 10 pm? No problem.
We headed on over to Pike Street Fish Fry, a casual joint with a grunge-metal mentality, for an order of battered and breaded cod, french fries, and a fish taco. Our server kindly threw some deep-fried lemons in the deep fryer for us, too; apparently, it’s a treat eaten whole in New England. Although our meal was fried to perfection, we realized (a moment too late) that we really weren’t used to eating so much oil. We left feeling a bit bogged down by grease.
On the opposite end of the late night grub spectrum, we stopped by Quinn’s, a gastropub with some pretty satisfying bar fare. Molly Wizenberg (see here) had raved about their burger, so naturally Jay and I decided we needed to try it. I enjoyed the burger’s full-on beefy flavor, though Jay acutely felt the lack of greens and sauce. I guess he loves his California-style burgers — he’s a particular one, that Jay.
Also pretty neat: Elliott Bay Book Company, an enormous treasure trove of tomes, is just across the street and open late. It was quite nice being able to hang out with some cookbooks on a weeknight.
We also went to quite a few proper bars, including Knee High Stocking Company, an intimate little speakeasy. The facade was adorable: a nondescript blue clapboard wall, a chestnut-brown door, a tiny buzzer. The mixed drinks (leading photo) and calm ambiance were on point, although I was less than thrilled with my “crack corn” appetizer. Overpriced Crackerjacks notwithstanding, I’d come back here for their stellar “High Tea” cocktail.
On our final and only weekend night, we went bar-hopping, starting with Moe Bar (hip, dark, casual) and moving onto Unicorn (eccentric, carnival-themed, cutesy).
Unicorn also happened to have a photobooth, which we took full advantage of. (‘Scuse the PDA, please!)
We ended our night at Rock Box, a laid-back karaoke bar with a killer song selection and a fun crowd. Highlights included singing along to Madonna’s “Bitch,” Radiohead’s “Creep,” and probably a few others I can’t remember (oops). Jay signed me up to sing Destiny’s Child’s “Emotions,”
which I, surprisingly, wasn’t averse to, since there was no fear-inducing stage — just a mic was just passed around the crowd.
You better believe the song queue was 20+ deep by the time we arrived — and, sadly, I didn’t get to unleash my Beyonce-powered vocal prowess on the world (probably for the better). This here blueberry lemonade is what dun’ did me in.
We finished off the night with drunchies… and let me tell you, it’s been a while since I’ve been that drunk and eaten that many munchies. We picked up a burrito and nachos from Rancho Bravp, polished them off at home, and slept soundly through the night. Looking at those greasebombs that I have little memory of inhaling, I feel a certain sense of pride. A perfect night of drinking, if you ask me!
Pike Street Fish Fry
925 E Pike St Seattle, WA 98122
1001 E Pike St Seattle, WA 98122
Elliott Bay Book Company
1521 10th Ave Seattle, WA 98122
Knee High Stocking Company
1356 E Olive Way Seattle, WA 98122
1425 10th Ave Seattle, WA 98122
1118 E Pike St Seattle, WA 98122
1603 Nagle Pl Seattle, WA 98122
1001 E Pine St, Seattle, WA 98122