My Love Affair with Another of Seattle's Funky Little Food Spots

How I love that feeling you get when you discover

a new spot that tickles your senses and inspires

your imagination. That place you want to make

your hang-out, whether it's for a perfect dry cappuccino 

in the morning, or a meet-up with your pals for

a drink and scrumptious nibbles.  That's how I

felt when I walked into Capitol Hill's Oddfellows.  

My daughter knows me so well.  

She and her boyfriend knew exactly what they were doing 

when they took me here for brunch last weekend.... 

Century-old building, big space, high ceilings, brick walls,

light-filled floor-to-ceiling windows, salvaged and repurposed 

furniture, surfaces and fixtures.  

And the FOOD.  

  

Fresh, warm beignets and jam...

(they'll give any apple fritter a run for its money).

Baked eggs with spinach, and avocado toasts,

 homemade biscuits/eggs/bacon.

 Next time I'm coming to try the evening fare.

Or I might just come hang out with my laptop to while away a rainy day.

Aww...and an antique typewriter in the window! : )

 Really love this place.  And it sits right next door to

another fave, Elliott Bay Book Co.

I just hate that it lives 800 miles away from me.

Oddfellows Cafe + Bar

1525 10th Ave.

Seattle, WA  98122

oddfellowscafe.com

open daily, "8am till late"

Market Day on Treasure Island

I can't go too long without hitting up a flea market, 

especially one that's in a cool spot.  

Headed over the swanky new span of the Bay Bridge on Sunday

(almost missing the sneaky left-side exit to Treasure Island).

Been driving over (through?) Treasure Island for decades

to-ing and fro-ing between San Francisco and the east bay,

often saying "one of these days I'm going to check out that island."

It took a flea market to get me there.

I was a little confused to be greeted by a Naval Station....

...but followed the line of cars to a delightful set-up.

The flea market is situated in and around a wonderfully curved 

deco-influenced (decommissioned) building, 

spilling out to a winery in the back.

Stalls are filled with the usual 

and unusual.

And a priceless cast of characters.

(Charlie Frank makes a mean coconut/rum sweet potato pie).

But the find of the day?

Traveling bar cart!  Now we're talking.

Pets are welcome (even your hairless Sphynxes).

Storied murals line the interior.

Vintage '80s Halston dress a la Krystle Carrington.

Mural detail.

What's a flea market without a little live entertainment.

Clever traveling showrooms.

Floral paintings always make me think of my pal Cuffy.

Local artisans mix in.

Spectacular January day on the bay.

Trendy food trucks.

Not sure what this was, but it was huge and fried, topped with a fried egg

(nice of him to let me photograph it)

Settled on wood-fired pizza, beer, and a view for lunch.

Not a bad view from the restroom.

When you're tired of looking at tchotchkes you only

need to turn and look the other way.

Found a vintage metal sign for my kitchen,

with the help of a Bloody Mary.

Driving around the island, spotted these shady characters,

and "Bliss Dance" 

who I immediately fell in love with

(I have such admiration for sculptors).

The Treasure Island Flea Market is open the last weekend of 

every month.  It's fun way to spend the day, easy to get to,

and all in all a special little spot.

TreasureIslandFlea.com