Belltown P-Patch

From Wikipedia:

“A P-Patch is a parcel of property used for gardening allotments; the term is specific to Seattle, Washington. The “P” originally stood for “Picardo”, after the family who owned Picardo Farm in Seattle’s Wedgwood neighborhood, part of which became the original P-Patch.”

There are many P-Patches in Seattle, but the first I came across was the Belltown P-Patch, located on the corner of Elliott Avenue and Vine Street in downtown Seattle, just a few blocks down the road from our apartment.

The thing that struck me the most about this place is how every bit of it is so thoughtfully and personally constructed. People “own” their own little section of the P-Patch, and they are responsible for all of the care and cultivation of that section of the patch. They grow every kind of plant, and some grow vegetables, donating what harvest they don’t ultimately use themselves. The P-Patches are open to the public to visit and enjoy, but obviously you shouldn’t pick anything because they are private gardens.

The Belltown P-Patch is extraordinary. It is surrounded by apartment, office and industrial buildings. I get the feeling that it gives you a sense of what this area must have looked like long before high-rises were put in place.  I imagine the area has always been industrial given that it is so close to the waterfront, but still, at first glance it looks like something antique.

The stone retaining wall is covered in rock-crawling plants like chicks & hens. The concrete wall is covered in beautiful tile mosaics and rounds the corner.

And if your coming down Vine towards Elliott, this is what you see.

But anyway, here is the entrance. Hard to see here, but the entire fence along Vine and the gates are all beautifully designed iron. They work in plants like onions, flowers, carrots…and the gate has a rake, a hoe…it’s really neat and thoughtful.

The garden itself is curvy paths, and retaining walls and paths lovingly constructed and maintained by the members. One day when I stopped by I watched a guy building one of the walls. The real deal.

Also, when I first went here, which was pretty early on, I was stunned at how HUGE their plants were. For example, the lavender I grew in Solon was about 2′ tall and 1′ wide and I thought I was successful. The lavender pictured below is about 4′ high and 5′ wide. Over time I’ve realized EVERYTHING out here is super-sized. It’s definitely the temperate climate. So neat. Even some the dandelions are 2 1/2″ in diameter. Ha!

The light plants closest to you are the biggest “Lambs Ear” I’ve ever seen. Right next to it is the mega lavender.

This is one of my favorite sections. The gardner used cinder blocks, which are FAR cheaper than rocks, and made them into planter/walls 🙂

This particular P-Patch has a bee hive as well! I got to see them up close (I have one or two photos, but not up here yet…I’ll add them later). They really do think of everything.

It’s such an amazing oasis in the center of the city. My photos here focus on the contrast of the surroundings vs. the plants.

But when you are there, the buildings become invisible, the traffic fades to the background, and you’re in Eden. You can’t help but smile.

Breathe deep, and smile.

xo
en

 

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Where my head is right now…

My kitty Zoe decided to loaf herself on the couch directly on my phone. I had George then call my phone (which both rings like an old princess phone and vibrates).

Three times.

She looked completely confused…not un-loafing…looking around, fully alert like “Hey! Someone answer that phone!”

Again. Not leaving her spot, merely lifting her head to alert mode, ears directly up, eyes wide open, looking back & forth left to George, right to me…

We laughed out loud. For a long time. Stress relief is good. Pets DO lower blood pressure. Thank you Zoe.

xo
en

p.s. No cats were harmed in the construction of this blog post.

Sleepy Zoe

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Invisible

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The loan officer won’t return my calls.
 
Her boss won’t return my calls.
 
His boss is out until Monday.
 
No one is calling about my job applications.
 
I think I’ve become invisible.
 
Hmmm…maybe I should resort to a life of crime? Helps to be invisible.
 
(joke)
 
xo
en 
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Sunshine Day

Last week I posted an array of sunsets, so tonight I’m going to post a little bit of sunshine. Took a nice long walk along Puget Sound. I do have to say I’m getting a little spoiled. When we’re in the house, we’ll be a good 15 minute drive from this particular park. Good news is that we’ll only be a 5 minute drive from another section of Puget Sound, and a fe minute walk the other direction to Greenlake, so I really can’t complain too much 🙂

Beautiful night!

xo
en

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Homemaker

So last week we received some paperwork involving our new home purchase.

yay!
 

I was going through the pages to sign and came across a page that disclosed our work histories. George’s current title was “Programmer”. OK. Close enough. Mine?

Homemaker

They hadn’t even asked me about my previous work history. I made for damn sure I hand-wrote in my previous employer. “See, I’m not REALLY a ‘Homemaker’ I work…I have a job history and career ideas. Go ahead and use that word. Fine, but it’s not correct.”

As a girl raised in the 80’s, by parents who came of age in the 60’s, by Barbie saying “We girls can do anything”…I will say the label stung. Beaumont girl! Trained by the badass Ursulines* ! You must not let this stand! That’s not me! That’s not who I am! How dare you assume?! If the situation were reversed, if we had moved because Amazon hired ME and George was forced into a situation where he had to start over…would HE be listed as “Homemaker”?

BUT

When we left Cleveland the agreement was that my full time job would be job hunt and house. “House” was initially “house hunt”, but over time has come to include Solon house sale, house hunt, and various house purchase responsibilities. Also, supervising the packing and moving of Solon house, scheduling the delivery of household goods to new house, setting up utilities in new house, all of these things.

In addition, being that I’m in this apartment all day, housekeeping. Laundry, cooking, cleaning, organizing, grocery shopping, getting the mail, running other errands…and overall making this temporary housing…home. Making a home. It’s important to me.

I’ve been taking ALL of this very seriously.

When I feel broken down, sad, desperate, depressed, disheartened, defeated, about not having yet been hired at a new company, George thanks me for all I’ve done with fielding phone calls, shuffling paperwork, badgering unresponsive folks, AND he makes yummy noises during dinner. It’s a verbal cuddle-hug from him. It feels great.

But there is something else bigger than all of this. Over the years I have watched as female friends and family members raised in the same way choose the “stay-at-home-mom” path.

And rock at it.

As a late 20th Century feminist, I was taught to also respect the role of “mother” in the universe. “If you put a dollar amount to all of the duties of a mom, she should be getting a 6 figure salary!” But honestly it never sunk in. It was just my “towing the party line” when I said the words. “Women should get equal pay for equal work! We can do it all! We should do it all! (oh yeah…and it’s valid for a woman to choose to take the June Cleaver route as long as it’s her choice, yadda yadda)”

But then one by one I started to see some of my fellow Beaumont gals become either full time or part time stay-at-home moms. Then some of my later friends…then my sister. My  incredibly intelligent, beautifully stubborn, educated, career-driven role model sister who excelled at everything she tried whether it was softball, dodge ball, flute, piano, math art, after like 16 years of being a successful career woman even buying her own house, chose to “trade it all in” to be a stay-at-home mom.

Giving me a front-row-seat to this unbelievably difficult, challenging, rewarding career choice. It’s a job I don’t think I can handle. And I say that with all honesty. I salute you, my stay-at-home mom friends and family. I understand now. I get it.

I’m humbled.

I’ve become an unabashed cheerleader for my “Homemaker” friends. They are strong, intelligent, creative, career-driven women. With really flippin’ cute kids. (But my niece and nephew are cuter…sorry.)

Because here’s the thing. I don’t have kids. I’m just housekeeping, and being our home’s administrative assistant. I’m not trying to keep small humans from killing themselves, AND trying to mould them into successful, exceptional members of society. That’s a whole other complication. A whole other VOCATION. I’m, well, in the junior league.

T-ball.

Homemaker, entry level.

Thought by the end of this post I’d feel better about this whole thing.

//sigh//

Time to get a good night’s sleep and get back to Monster & Indeed.

Indeed.

xo
en

*I was going to put a Wikipedia link here or something, but one link won’t explain my experience of them. I think I’ve found another blog post. Long story short, Ursulines in my life = feminist, thinking, questioning, educated, a little crazy, strong, call god “She”, risk their lives for social justice, annoyed by obligations to the priesthood…anyway, that’s going to be a research project labor of love for another day.

 

 

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Day Trippin’

I think the thing I am going to love the most about living in Seattle is that in a day trip, we can do go the types of places George and I would plan major summer vacations for.

In probably our second week here, we hopped in the car one Saturday afternoon and decided to drive to the Pacific. Less than an hour outside of city center we got into GORGEOUS driving territory. Curvy roads, canopies of trees, and eventually played peek-a-boo with the ocean through the passing trees until we decided to stop for a bit. Only a 2 1/2 or 3 hour drive and we were here.

Pacific Ocean, Olympic National Park

So over the past week or so, we have gotten a couple of stunning views of Mt. Rainier on clear days at the waterfront near our apartment. So this morning George said, “Let’s drive to Mt. Rainier today!” Again, less than an hour outside of the city, the drive itself became beautiful. Neat little towns, curvy tree-lined roads, and finally we entered Mt. Rainier National Park. “So, should we get the one year pass?” AAAAH! What a fun question! Usually when we go to these places I’m trying to soak up AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE because I don’t know when I’ll be back again. Now, we can go…well…next Saturday if we want! “Let’s go for it!”

And we got to spend the afternoon looking at views like this:

The skies alternated between stormy grey-white and electric blue.

Don’t worry…George got a lot of fantastic shots with his camera. I’ll post links later 😉

One last super-fun Mt. Rainier thing; sledding. In June. JUNE. I guess up here it’s still spring, not yet summer. This hill in about a month will be COVERED in an elaborate array of brightly colored wild flowers, but only for 6 weeks. I can’t wait until Alaina & Ben finally visit…we are SO going summer sledding 🙂

Though the sledders were bundled up in winter gear, I think it was mostly to keep dry. It felt more like 55 degrees from where we were standing. Jeans and tee shirts, though a light jacket would have been nice. There is just SO MUCH SNOW that it’s taking it this long to melt. So why not go sledding!

This all was only about 2 hours way…maybe an hour and a half. And we have a year-long pass, so we can come and go as we please 🙂

And hey…if we don’t want a long drive? For the moment, 2 minute walk, when we’re in the house a 15 minute drive to the pocket beaches of Puget Sound.

Sittin’ on the rocks

xo
en

 

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Barbecue Pork Tacos

I would post pictures of a taco, but I eated it. Anyway…

Had a craving for barbecue, but my grill and my pantry of lovely spice delights are still in storage. So what’s in the fridge?

  • 2 medium slices of cooked pork tenderloin with a sage/herb rub that I had picked up at the hot counter at the grocery store the other day, but didn’t use yet.
  • hand-made 6″ flour tortillas from the Mexican Grocery at Pike’s Place Market
  • red onion, tomato & lettuce
  • monterey jack cheese
  • sour cream

I logged into my Cook’s Illustrated account and searched for their testing of bottled barbecue sauce. I’ll spill the beans and share with you that the taste testers chose Bullseye Original, which was surprisingly one of the least expensive on the shelf. I specifically wanted a sweeter sauce, and this was a good combination of sweet, smoke & spices.

Thank You Cook’s!

Again, I know it’s blasphemy for me to be using a mass-produced bottled sauce, but Cook’s picked a pretty tasty one. It does the trick in a pinch quite well. AND it doesn’t have any high-fructose corn syrup. AND I’m short on time today. AND the price is right!

So the slices of tenderloin looked like this:

Someone else’s pork tenderloin. Because I ate mine already.

They were about 3/4 of an inch thick. So I laid each piece flat on the cutting board, and cut strips somewhere between 1/4 and 1/2 inches wide. I placed them in a sauce pan with about 1/2 the bottle of sauce, and enough water to make it all swim and stir a little better, probably 1/2 cup. Put a lid on it, turned the heat to low, and stirred every so often until I was ready to use it.

Next, I diced my tomatoes, thinly sliced the onion and lettuce, and shredded the cheese. This was not uninterrupted work, by the way. I had to go to my car to grab some stuff I forgot to bring in, unloaded some other groceries, tried to clean an impossibly burnt pan that I’ve been soaking for 2 days…

So in the end, the pork probably gently simmered for a good half hour. I was looking for the sauce to re-thicken, and for the pork to be super tender.

Here is where I took a wrong turn. I originally said tacos here, right? So I took the pot of pork off the heat, and set the tortillas in the microwave to warm. I realized that I would prefer the cheese to be melted. So rather than just assembling tacos, I went into quesadilla mode. Probably should have stuck with tacos. But this still would have been workable.

I heated olive oil in a skillet to about medium-high, until it was shimmering. Took 2 tortillas. Loaded 1/2 of each with one layer of cheese, one layer of pork & sauce, and then a final layer of cheese. I folded each in half, placed them in the pan and covered.

When one side was brown, I did the flip to brown the other side, then slid them on a cutting board, and did a second pair. This is where I should have stopped.

Again, not mine. But that’s how they kinda looked.

But no, I have this obsession with cutting things into appetizer size. I usually like the results, but with sloppy, saucy pork, and having still the tomatoes, onions & lettuce to stuff in after the fact, I should have left them as half circles. Nope, I cut each one into 3 triangles, about 2 1/2″ long & 2″ wide. Neato finger food snack size.

This is how mine would have looked without sloppy barbecue pork in them. All delicate and pretty and easy to pick up at a party and not spill on your dress.

Sadly, they ended up being quite a bit of work to eat. Delicious all the same, but more work than one would usually like to take on during a relaxing dinner. //sigh//

Delicious, and I’ll definitely do this again! Next time, I’ll likely stick with taco style. But if I absolutely need the toasted outside and melty cheese, I’ll forego the fancy cutting.

xo
en

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i T t

Did I get it? Did I? It?

Are they dotted?

All of the

and did we cross the

Gah! Did we? Get ’em all?

http://www.mopo.ca/2011/01/cross-eyed-opossum-an-internet-sensation/

OK. HEY WAIT NO! That’s not right! T’s crossed…

T’S CROSSED!

www.hotteapots.com

 NO

NO NO NO!!!

//shuffle// //shuffle// //shuffle//

OK. Good. That’s it. Goodnight.

xo
en

 

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Feeding the Other Side of My Brain

I found myself providing a pretty good explanation of how my brain works to someone today. I dig hanging out with tech/geek/engineering types because I am none of those things.

I don’t think I could ever make it through MIT or CalTech, but my brain craves the information. I can’t necessarily produce anything as a result, and I can’t usually even re-explain it to someone else effectively. But I love taking it in!

One example, I’m sitting here watching a documentary on the Blue Marlin on a show called Extreme Engineering. A super cargo ship that carries…well…other ships.

U.S. Navy photo by PH2 Leland Comer.

Here it is hauling the U.S.S. Cole to be repaired after it was attacked. The U.S.S. Cole. And it can hold more. Woh.

Oh…and right now at our apartment we have train tracks across the street from us. George and I have been kind of trainspotting in a way…guessing what the cargo is, marveling at the ones that are double-stacked with containers, taking note of where the wheels are set for various kinds of cars….

The best part is when you walk through the SAM Olympic Sculpture Park, you can get up close and personal with the trains, but safely on the other side of a chain-link fence.  Sometimes they’re parked there and we can read all of the special instructions on the sides, watching the wheels operate when they’re moving slowly, checking out the different latches and connections…SO cool.

 

Yep, that's the train...moving a plane...

A few months ago we watched a documentary on Tesla, and George paused the TiVo occasionally to provide additional information.

I’ve become such a RABID Mythbuster’s fan, that I squealed and tweeted like a teenager at their Live Show when they hit Cleveland.

And then watching Nova a few years back (yep…Nova) transformed me into a hopeless groupie of Neil deGrasse Tyson.

Oh Neil...you rock.

Though you made my nine planets 8, I still can’t hate.

Again, I likely can’t conduct a terribly intelligent conversation on any of the topics involved in any of these areas. I only know enough to be dangerous…or simply to launch me into a conversation I could not possibly keep up with. HOWEVER, I sure as hell have fun sitting amongst those who can. It makes my brain happy.

xo
en

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Oh You RoKu

What is Roku? Well, follow the link that I dropped back there. Because as far as I’m concerned, it’s a neato magic plastic box a little bigger than an Altoids can that has been providing us hours and hours of entertainment in our bare-bones little apartment. A magic box that George had the foresight to load into his car (rather than allow it to be stored away) and bring to the Seattle apartment.

In general, George and I don’t watch a ton of TV. We have a lot of shows we like, but we usually only end up watching around dinner or quite a bit later just to wind down at night. One of our signatures is to watch cooking shows during meals…whether it’s dinner during the week, or bagel sandwiches on Saturday mornings. Otherwise, we have hobbies and tasks and stuff and things that keep us plenty busy.

The problem is, most of the materials and equipment for our hobbies and tasks and stuff and things are stored in a warehouse until we move into the house. SO…each night around 9 p.m., thanks to the magic little Roku, we have been able to sit back, hang out, and load ourselves with entertaining things like:

  • Deadliest Catch” What? A show about fishing? Laaammme. Nope, completely addictive. Completely. And now I understand and respect why good crab is so expensive.
  • Mythbusters” Need we say more? IF we need to say more, you obviously have not watched, and  you NEED to watch. Ennie like big boom.
  • How It’s Made “Snow Shoes. Chicken Pot Pie. Silver Miniature Tea Sets. Next! On How it’s made.” It’s rare there is a theme. I’m convinced they pull topics out of a hat for each episode. Remember how Mr. Rogers used to sometimes do segments where he visited factories? I specifically remember a crayon factory. I bet the creators of this show do as well…

Ah. Well deserved brain relaxation after a full day of work (George) and job hunting (me) & frustrations over the whole house sale/purchase rigamarole (both of us). And brain relaxation that feeds the brain. I guess it’s like those nourishing vegetable based facial mud pack things, right?

Relaxing & Nourishing

The Roku Day Spa.

xo
en

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