Every once in a while I feel minor intimidation toward certain eating establishments in Seattle. Either they've been written up in one too many foodie magazines, their menus are in a chic foreign language, or the wait staff have uncommon piercings and tattoos covering the majority of their visible skin.
This morning I brunched with my bloggy girlfriend Allie at Café Presse, and it nabbed a spot in all three of the above categories.
First of all, hellooooo magazine selection. Bless their hearts for alphabetizing—made it a lot easier to find these winners.
Croque Madame. One bite is worth a thousand words. And this iPhone photo is worth about five.
Ginger Al. Looking sassy is her M.O.
The go-to mezzo: espresso, steamed soy, H2O.
Al's café au lait...
Natural car air freshener. The first lilacs of Spring. Pure love.
3 comments:
your air fresheners are pure genius.
happy weekend friend!
xo
love the fresh flowers in the car thing. so smaaaart.
also, croque madames are delish. seriously.
woohoooooooo
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