A love letter to Seattle, one weekend at a time.
I'm Brooke. I moved here on my own about a year ago and started writing everything down, the good food, the trip planning, the days that didn't go as planned. This is what's left of it.
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Hi, I'm Brooke.
By day, I work in sales. About a year ago, I packed my life into a car and moved to Seattle knowing exactly one person. I’m still figuring out what comes next, usually with a trip booked or somewhere new picked out for dinner. This is where I keep the places I’d go back to, the stories worth telling, and the parts that never made the itinerary.
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market-day snack -
Lake Crescent afternoons -
taking the scenic route -
home with these two -
blue and green -
the good light -
a view worth stopping for -
Lake Crescent under clouds
The latest from the notebook.
The real recap of my New York trip
Not the highlight reel. The sore feet, the one meal that disappointed, and the part of the trip I didn't post.
The best bars I found in New York
A speakeasy that's actually worth the reservation, a rooftop that isn't a tourist trap, and one dive I'd go back to alone.
Where I ate in New York, no regrets
A pizza slice that lived up to the hype, a bagel line worth standing in, and the dinner I'm still thinking about.