Last night I went to dinner at Skillet with Brittan and Natalie and Lisa for our standing Wednesday night, no boyz allowed, dinner date.
Skillet was my suggestion. The restaurant was built by the people who started the food cart (a gourmet food cart in Seattle – maybe even the first gourmet food cart, I don’t exactly remember) after it was such a huge success. I can see why it’s so popular. Dinner was pretty delicious.
Before dinner, though, Lisa and I drank almost a whole bottle of wine while watching 30 Rock at her apartment. This was between the time I got out of Intellectual Property and the time Natalie was done with her Clinic Office Hours and we left for dinner. It’s really so convenient that Lisa lives across the street from school.
Then at dinner, Skillet had this amazing looking grilled cheese sandwich with bacon jam on the menu, but I was afraid if I ate it I would be doubled over in stomach pain for dayz. So instead I got a salmon burger with olive tapenade and it was good, but maybe the olive tapenade was a little overpowering. But it didn’t matter because with my burger I got Poutine (which, if you don’t know, are fries covered in gravy and cheese curds.. um YUM!). And I ate all of them. And then I was really, really full, but luckily no doubled over stomach pain. And then I accidentally went pee in the men’s bathroom. #awkward
Anyway, as promised, here is some food porn for you:
And if you’re ever in Seattle, and you like trendy restaurants (Capitol Hill style), then you should go to Skillet. And get the Poutine. Because you probably can’t ever go wrong with fries smothered in gravy and cheese. Am I right? Right!