Good, Lord! Is that meat in that delicious-looking burger? No... heck no. It's the black bean burger at Zippy's in West Seattle, and it is some unholy goodness. If you can get past the strange location (next to a weird quicky mart, across from a fire station, in the middle of a seedy neighborhood), this is a seriously excellent find.
I've been driving past this place every night for the past year, and lately they've had a line out the door that would make Molly Moon jealous. I kept wondering what the heck, and then my friend, GQ suggested we go there after a grueling, hot run around Lincoln Park. I was feeling adventurous, and she was paying, so naturally, I was in.
Turns out that Zippy's is this funky little burger joint, with walls filled with burger paraphernalia of a time gone by (remember when Happy Meals came in cardboard carriers?), and killer hamburgers. Oh, and if you love onion rings? These babies bite all the way through - no pulling out soggy onion strings. It's cash only, so be sure to have some money with you.
Meanwhile, today marked the first time in seemingly eons since the whole of T2 had lunch together. We went to Simply Thai, where there was no Fat Girl, a lady with white high-heels and legs that (according to B) - went "all the way up" - I don't know, cause I wasn't looking.
In Compound news:
This is the latest in What Not to Wear to Work:
Maybe I'm just jealous, but tennis shoes, sport socks and cargo shorts when everyone else is forced into wearing polyester and cotton blends is not a great way to win friends and influence people.And, it's that time of year again - Blue Angels and hot dogs. Hopefully there won't be another hot dog eating contest, but I'm sure something equally as tragic will shake down... stay tuned.
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