Apparently cinnamon rolls grow on trees in Seattle. When we got to Wayward Vegan Cafe they had a whole pan of these things sitting right next to the register where you order. Really? How the hell can you avoid ordering that when it’s staring at you like that? The answer is, you can’t.
Hillbilly Omelet: filled with sausage and hash browns, covered with gravy, deep fried potatoes on the side. Oooof.
Kevin got Seitan on a Shingle:
Jared models his Country Fried Steak:
Beth displays her French Toast:
Kevin offers up his grits:
And here is Taylor molesting his burrito, not sure which one.
After all that exertion, we were ready for some food. Kevin found a Mexican restaurant near the townhouse that had vegan options. Also, it was called El Chupacabra, so we HAD to go. They use Daiya cheese and Gardein meats but unlike a lot of places, they actually further flavor the Gardein with their own sauces.
I had the Gardein chicken enchiladas in a green sauce.
This was a huge plate of food. I could not finish it even after all the hiking. In addition to the cheeziness on top, there was plenty of melty Daiya inside with the Gardein. Happy tummy.
I’m not sure if Kevin got a burrito or chimachanga, but here it is.
And, they had an awesome jukebox.
We desperately need a Mexican restaurant here that has fake meats and Daiya. But I’d settle for just the Daiya. But for now we have to settle for creatingour own deliciousness at potlucks.
We hadn’t planned on renting a car in Seattle but since we got in at midnight it ended up making sense. Who am I kidding…we didn’t plan anything for Seattle except for seeing Portishead. But I didn’t even look at stuff to do that would involve driving. So while munching donuts and pastries Saturday morning, I started looking around for something we could do. Turns out Snoqualmie Falls is only 30 miles East of Seattle. And didn’t involve any work. Just cross the street and look at them. That was an easy sell.
Whoops. I guess she said no.
Pockets of mist, railroad trestle.
These are the falls that were used in Twin Peaks. I think all my pictures were too misty to really see the Inn to the left of the falls.
While we were out that way, I looked for something else for us to do. Twin Falls wasn’t much further down the road. While looking for it, we randomly drove the rental car up a mountain trail.
It was pretty sketchy. Despite the no shooting signs, we came upon some dudes sitting in a van with the door open shooting the shit out of a hillside. See, clearly, no shooting going on here.
We eventually found the trail head. The internets say the trail is 3 miles round trip but it felt more like five, at least to this flatlander. Of course, we were constantly embarrassed by people bringing small children down the trail as we were at times puffing our way up. Need more bike rides, less donuts.
So you’ve got a dozen Mighty O donuts and a box of coffee and you’re heading back to have breakfast. So what do you do on the way back? Stop at a vegan bakery of course! As we were driving along, we saw Bouteloua Bakery. So Kevin pretty much demanded I hop out and get croissants while he drove around the block. So I picked up a regular croissant, a chocolate filled one…
and two cinnamon rolls.
The croissants were flakey just like they should be. It’s not every day, or any day really, that you get to have a vegan croissant. The cinnamon buns were sticky and gooey. I should’ve gotten one of their lemon ones to try.
Before we sound too piggish, we did eat on these and the donuts the whole visit. I swear.
Oh Hi case full of vegan doughnuts. Donuts. Whatever. We woke up too early the first day in Seattle. Well, some of us did. So Kevin and I headed out to pick up some Mighty O Donuts and coffee. And just as we were getting in the car Jared walked up to join us in the townhouse. So he piled on in for the journey.
So we got a dozen, plus a fritter. There’s pumpkin cream filled, regular cream filled, apple spice, chocolate raspberry, pumpkin, chocolate coconut, peanut butter chocolate and probably something else I’m forgetting.
See that chocolate coconut donut there? It’s called the “Don King.”
Sometimes you can’t wait the 15 minutes it’ll take to get back to the place. So I got an extra pumpkin cream filled donut. Honestly, I’m not a donut freak but since we don’t have vegan ones here I just had to eat a few.
And here’s a random Seattle observation: the must have accessory is a dog. All dogs wear clothes. That is all.
