Weekend Recap

Whoop, there it is!
Last week was one of those weeks that started slow and then Friday hit like a pie in the face.
I started a new role within my company that requires an entirely different set of skills than previously used on my old team, so the Friday afternoon sunshine was welcomed.

Whoop, there it is!

Last week was one of those weeks that started slow and then Friday hit like a pie in the face.

I started a new role within my company that requires an entirely different set of skills than previously used on my old team, so the Friday afternoon sunshine was welcomed.

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Myself and three friends decided to bike part of the Burke-Gilman Trail after work. A 27 mile paved trail that runs from the Ballard’s Golden Garden’s to the eastside ,around Lake Washington and ending at Marymoor Park. It can be biked as a loop, but with limited daylight after a workday we opted to turnaround before sunset. We still managed to hit 23 miles, solid mileage for the flat easy ride.

My favorite part of this ride (aside from the fact it has minimal elevation gain) are the pitstops along the route! Two of us turned around early to beat the sun and take advantage of a taco truck and beer/ciders.

This place was doggo heaven! Doodles, pugs, and pitbulls clearly loved all the attention  they received from all at the brewery. The downfall of these outdoor breweries is the amount of dogs they attract, I always want to walk away with a dog! I’ll settle for playing fetch with strangers pets for now…

We each scarfed down our $2.00(!!) taco and geared up to attempt to outride the sun. My only regret was chugging the last bit of cider before booking it on our bikes, next time we’ll allow for more digestion time…

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We made it just 2.2miles out from our end point when we decided it was necessary to pullover for one last drink at an outdoor fire pit. Over crispy french fries we watched as the sun faded away into the night sky, a perfect way to round out a topsy-turvy week.

I will say, it’s time for some padded bike shorts if I go on any more rides for 20+ miles. Bike butt is a thing. OUCH.

Saturday

I’m excited to share more about the volunteer program i’ll be a part of for the next few months, Solid Ground’s Cooking Matters, but more on this in a later post!

Sunday

Seattle’s Experience Music Project (EMP) Museum rebranded as MoPOP! The name reflects the entire identity of the museum, all pop culture, instead of exclusively curating exhibits to music history.

Rube Goldberg, cartoonist and inventor, was the temporary exhibit we were most excited to experience. If you’ve ever watched Wallace and Gromit or The Three Stooges you’ve been exposed to Goldberg’s work. Think: a bowling ball running down tracks, it shut a door that pulls a lever, and ultimately toasts bread. If you get the chance to view a Goldberg exhibit I highly recommend taking the time to view his work!

The rest of the weekend included catching up on chores, tap class, and needed downtime.

It’s shaping up to be a crazy week, here we go!

How often do you go out on bike rides or are you a serious cyclist?

What do you think about taco trucks, yay or nay?

Starting from Scratch.

Can you remember the last time you were a beginner at something?

It’s hard. It’s plain hard, especially, when you know what you were once capable of doing on a regular basis.

I’m a lifelong mediocre athlete. I played high school tennis, but solidly held onto the 4th singles slot. I was and still am a non-competitive dancer, a jazz baby, middle school tapper, and I picked up ballet late in life. I continued to dance in my university’s no-cut Repertory Dance Group for three years and have again recently picked up tap.

JV Cross Country instilled in me the idea that I CAN run and it IS fun. The golden rule for running is to find your pace partner and don’t push yourself before you’re ready. Because of my jack-of-all trades upbringing, I was always in decent shape, had strong legs, and was never injured.

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It’s now that I’m almost four years out of undergrad and I sit at a desk 9-5, with little overall movement. Similar to the mermaids cursed by Ursula in The Little Mermaid–my baby muscles shriveled. After last year’s PNW Ragnar Relay I let my slightly injured hip/knee  go and escalate from annoyance to injury.

Here’s photographic evidence of the first appearance of the hip injury.

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I’m back to a beginner status.

I can’t do a real push up.
Squatting the bar is hard.
Running 3 miles without creaky knees is an accomplishment. 

But, I’m glad this happened.

It’s gives me perspective on how I once had to work to my personal best. When I can run 6 miles with ease, I’ll appreciate the accomplishment and remember the hours of strength training and rainy day runs. 

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It’s a time reestablish what my new norm is as a 26, nearing 27 year old, without dwelling only what I was at 23. Eight hours at a desk is a vastly different lifestyle than 3 hours of class a day and walking all over a college campus. 

I plan to shoot off fireworks and ring cowbells when I run my casual 10 minute miles without gasping for air.

If you don’t use it you, you lose it,and i’m ready to rediscover what i’m capable of doing. 

When did you last feel like a beginner?

WTF Does Ethiopian

Where’s The Food Club (WTF) is back for round 2!

This week the winning cuisine vote went to Ethiopian, we threw a dart and Yelp suggested Ras Dashen. 57 reviews, one $ out of five, and a solid 4.5 stars provided the group confidence that this restaurant would meet our “high” expectations. Not two minutes into our reservation a friend asks the general group, “So, this is like Indian food, right?” (We obviously do our research beforehand). This guide, by the Houston Press, provides great background information for your first Ethiopian dining experience.  I wish prior to dining I’d known what the Injera (bread) was and why we used it as our utensil.

The Injera is made from Teff flour, it’s naturally gluten free and provides high levels of iron, , fiber, and calcium, and it’s almost a complete protein. The Ethiopian culture is onto something, health benefits from your utensil AND no silverware to wash after dinner. I was wary beforehand, but count me as an injera convert.

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To make things easy on our dining staff we ordered 3 large combination platters that included meat and vegetables and a round of appetizers. Our platters included cuts of lean beef or chicken cooked in Ethiopian butter, with onions, peppers, jalapeños, and herbs, and a variety of sautéed greens We also sampled all of the lentils that were seasoned in garlic, ginger, and herbs.  I wish I could tell you in detail what was spicy or had great texture, but the beauty of family style is the fact you have NO idea, and you’ve just gotta go for it.

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We tried to fit our leftovers in a single to-go box with little success the first try.

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10/10. Would go back. Much like. Staff be fun.

 

 

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When your friends start a food club, (Where’sTheFood?) it seems like an appropriate time to return from a blogging hiatus.

The inaugural event took place at a local dumpling house, Din Thai Fung, commonly known to locals as DTF. Please, don’t mix that abbreviation with any others that may appear in UrbanDictionary.com. If you’d like your potential tinder dates to know you enjoy DTF, you should spell it out, “I enjoy boating, coffee, and Din Thai Fung.” It could easily be misinterpreted for the wrong acronym in that situation. I’ve diverged from our topic, back to the food club update.

Our group was a mix of seasoned dumpling eaters and those that enjoyed their first dumpling experience. The lucky waiter assigned our table was in great spirits to be serving a table of 8 at 8:30pm. This was also fortunate for us, as we were the rowdiest table in the room. “When I say Sake, you say BOMB!”

“SAKE”

“BOMB”

“SAKE”

“BOMB”

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Simultaneously, the table slammed SakeBombs and drowned the table in spilled water glasses and dropped forks.

Our waiter, returned, cheered on the team, and provided us a fresh set of everything fallen or drenched.

Dumplings arrived within 10 minutes of our drinks. Piping hot stir fried rice, vegetables, and a variety pork dumplings covered our table and we persevered, but soon hit our limit. Those little dough balls are deceiving, the expansion rate must be two fold, it’s amazing how fast they fill you up.

If you’re ever to visit DTF or any dumpling house, I recommend dining with at least three friends. This give you a chance to order a larger variety and experience more of the menu in a visit. And, make sure you do sake bombs.

Our food club “WTF” Rating:

14/10. “Would go back.” “Great Sake.” “Much Like.”