• Magnuson Park on a lazy Saturday in July;
• Golden Gardens on a rare sunny October day;
• Top Pot (for nostalgia's sake);
• Gasworks;
• Taste of India;
• Unicorn (and living across the street from it for two years);
• the Vivace sidewalk stand (where I made my first Seattle friend, hi Shep);
• Zig Zag;
• coffee-walks around Green Lake;
• Freeway Park;
• the bar at Canlis;
• the twice-baked almond croissant at Bakery Nouveau;
• the live performance of the Charlie Brown Christmas soundtrack at the Cornish Playhouse;
• Damn the Weather (and their Caesar Salad sandwich);
• long, lovely, lazy walks/runs/rides around the Burke-Gilman;
• the omni-present haze of pot and laughter at Cal Anderson;
• Twice Sold Tales and Ada's;
• 5 Point, where I had my first legal beer;
• the University farmer's market;
• the Arboretum;
• Knee High, Inside Passage, and Canon (on industry nights);
• Herkimer;
• SBP (before it got overrun by all the UW kids);
• Schilling, Paseo, Dick's;
• any and every possible sporting event.

I lived in Seattle for ten years; I left because it was time to leave; every time I come back I think about staying. Seattle forever.