Our hotel was close enough to walk to Pike Place and wander around all of the market area. It was very interesting to see all the different kinds of things for sale at these stalls. Cheesemakers, bakeries,
flowers and lots of seafood. We even got to see them "throw the fish" at the market. One of my favorite things was the gelateria where I got a scoop of yogurt and salted caramel gelato... Yum! 
We even happened upon the Saint Patrick's Day parade quite by accident.
The next day I had made arrangements to take a gourmet tour of Seattle. We met up with the "foodie" guide at a local hotel and began a delicious culinary journey. Cheers!
It was all quite delicious! I think my favorite was the pizza place called Serious Pie. 
It really tasted like authentic Italian pizza. A wonderful crust! 
The tour wrapped up just in time for me to walk back (in the pouring rain) to the convention center for the opening session of the conference. That night unfortunately, I began to fell very sick and I was up most of the night. Yes, I was "sleepless in Seattle" but for a very undesirable reason... food poisoning. So what began with much enjoyment ended up in three and a half days feeling very sick and unable to get out of bed. After a day and a half of not being able to keep any food or water down I finally began to feel a little bit better on Tuesday. This is what my diet look like for the next couple of days...
Not very exciting or very gourmet is it? Wednesday, my last day in Seattle, I was finally feeling well enough to attend the last two sessions of the conference. After checking out of the hotel we took the monorail to the "Needle"
and then walked through a sculpture garden and back along the water front. And so I wrapped up my eventful trip to the Northwest. Glad to be back home!
and then walked through a sculpture garden and back along the water front. And so I wrapped up my eventful trip to the Northwest. Glad to be back home!
"Christ with me, Christ before me,Christ behind me, Christ in me,Christ beneath me, Christ above me,Christ on my right, Christ on my left,Christ when I lie down,Christ when I sit down,Christ in the heart of every manwho thinks of me,Christ in the mouth of every manwho speaks of me,Christ in the eye that sees me,Christ in the ear that hears me."- Saint Patrick 
The store is in downtown Fullerton and has become one of my favorite places to shop for creative, unique and very pretty clothing and accessories. Last night when I dropped by the store this lovely blouse caught my eye. Look at the detail in the collar... so beautiful and dainty. 
And then I found a great dress on the sale rack. Here is a detail from the skirt. Love it! 
The also have great jewelry and accessories. So if you ever are in need of a cute gift for someone or something cute for yourself then this is the place! 
Last night was also the first anniversary of the Fullerton Art Walk so they has live music and a bakery food truck in front of the store. It all made for a fun evening.
Ever since I can remember I've always loved babies. 
Here I am wrapping up a day at the office with a very cute and snuggly Titus.
With all the rain and clouds gone it was a perfect afternoon to spend at the 
There was a myriad of different mediums represented. From painting, photography and watercolors 
to ceramics, stain glass and wood carvings it was quite an interesting exhibit. 
I really enjoyed watching the artists work on their various projects.
Thanks for inviting me Charlotte. I had a great time!
Today in honor of George Washington's 279
The recipe was easy to make and very delicious (and that's no lie!) Best of all, you don't have to go chop down a cherry tree to make it! You can find the recipe and the step by step instructions 
However, this morning was a different story. As I was getting ready for work I looked out the window and noticed that the rain that had begun to fall late last night was still lingering around. It looked cloudy and cold. I'm not really a big fan of rainy weather because it makes me feel melancholic. I dug out my umbrella and raincoat from the closet and when I put my hand in the pocket and found 12 Euros. 
In the other pocket I felt a little bit of sand at my fingertips. Then I remembered... This is the raincoat I wore the day we were drove to Normandy last November. This was a little bit of sand from Omaha Beach.
All of the sudden a flood of memories came rushing back. That day was also a cold, rainy day and also a very melancholic day. One that I'll never forget.