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After identifying the closest Safeway to the office (for the annual food drive competition...and also I hate Safeway, I mean I really hate Safeway ) which happens to be in the joyful town of Burien, R identified a lunch location to build up our shopping energy. Guess what folks...we went somewhere we've never been before....Elliott Bay Brewing Company!

I was quite cautious at first due to the fact that the strip shopping mall in which this establishment is located is like a little Guadalajara in Seattle. I was a cynic and thought, how good could this place be, I mean its next door neighbors are a Mexican herbal shop and a stripper shoe store. To my surprise, the decor, ambiance and food at Elliott Bay are delicious. Our waitress, Freda, was dressed in a cozy hoodie, which normally I disapprove of, however after experiencing the dress code at Joey's I find clothing coverage quite refreshing. I had the fish and chips- the chips portion was addictive and the fish was delicious. The slaw however was below average. R enjoyed her veggie meal and the Birdkiller (yes the Birdkiller was there, I forgot to mention earlier) devoured his cheeseburger. The Birdkiller's exact words were “The bun was toasted very nicely".

After consuming our shopping fuel, we raced off to the Safeway to help feed the hungry- and to burn off a few lunch calories. Overall EBBC is a winner and worthy of another visit.

Food: 4.5/5
Ambience: 5/5 (the wood columns were beautiful)
Good Times: 4/5 (the Birdkiller was quite pleasant today…no killings)
Getting beat at iPhone air hockey: …well you should ask R, I assume a low score here

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Anonymous said…
Loved reading about Elliot Bay Brewing Co. Heard rumors about a place in Georgetown w/ outrageously tasty sandwhich offerings. Is this place too far from the compound? http://www.thehangarcafe.com

I'm curious to see what the Tummy Tukwila group thinks of it.
December 8, 2008 at 12:25 PM
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