Posts Tagged ‘Fremont’

Date Night #12: Sunny Saturday in Fremont

August 4th, 2012 by Shelley Goulding

The first decision was whether to take the dogs or not.  They’d be cooler in the house, but a half-day outing would keep them awake and thus increase the chances that my hairy little alarm clock (Phillip) would let me eke out a few minutes of sleep past 6 a.m. the next day. Done – we grabbed their leashes, slathered on the sunscreen, and set out on what I think was our warmest day of the year to date – 80 degrees.

Destination: Fremont – Center of the Universe (according to its denizens), which lucky for us is just 1.5 miles to the south of our Seattle B&B. In my crusade to finish the day’s work early, I had missed both breakfast and lunch, so food was the first order of business. A tiny Caribbean restaurant, Paseo, is supposedly home to the world’s best sandwich, which we had never tried. It was time. Even if we had to wait in line, as you almost always do at this place.  But we had entertainment, in the form of Terrance and Phillip, by now comfortably ensconced in their stroller. Yeah, they have a stroller. And I’m not going to make any excuses for it.

After a 20- to 30-minute wait, we had sandwiches in hand and searched for a place to picnic. A few blocks south of Paseo at 41st and Fremont, we found a shaded stone wall on which we could perch. Messy sandwiches, but well worth the mess. Mike had the “fish of the day” creation, while I went with the Paseo Press – roasted pork, banana peppers, smoked ham, swiss cheese, and carmelized onions, all melted together. Mmmmmmmmm. On par, but different of course, with the best Philly Cheesesteaks I’ve ever had. Phillip feasted on the juices and other droppings that escaped our takeout wrappers.

Southward we continued down Fremont Avenue, eventually veering off to wander the streets and shops of this funky little neighborhood, as well as posing the dogs with some of the public art. We skimmed the waterfront, glimpsing Mount Rainier through the supports of the Aurora Avenue Bridge and getting an eyeful of boats on Lake Union, as it’s Seafair weekend and everyone is out.

Eventually we got parched, and just in time found another shady spot conveniently beckoning us to “enjoy happy hour on our charming patio.” The 35th Street Bistro serves brunch on the weekend, dinner the rest of the week (not Monday), and happy hour every day. We parked the stroller outside the patio fence and snagged a table just on the other side of it. Quick refreshers of a Gimlet (for me) and Sazerac (for Mike) fortified us for the hike back up the hill. My hope was that the combination of pushing the stroller and walking most of the afternoon had gone a long way toward burning off the Caribbean sandwich that was so filling we wouldn’t need dinner.

Terrance and Phillip on the outside looking in at 35th Street Bistro

Fourth and Final Room Update: Neither Rain nor Snow…..

January 31st, 2012 by Shelley Goulding

The Fremont room's new bathroom takes shape

Our fair city enjoys (!) a reputation for turning sissy when it snows. Rather than get defensive about snow in Seattle, we should embrace it…take time to slow down, avoid hills, and enjoy the crisp, cold quiet. At the risk of being accused of embracing a double standard, though, I’ll admit that I’m totally pleased that the carpenter on our B&B renovation isn’t a snow wimp.

During our recent week of – for us – prolonged exposure to the white stuff, Scott showed up every day, keeping the project on track (even with the changes I made along the way). To make matters even better, my contractor had rigged up a system to reduce wear and tear on the rest of the house by erecting scaffolding out back and removing a window through which all crew members and materials come and go.

Now, the black & white Fremont room has a hole punched in the wall, leading to its new en suite bathroom. (Also site of one change I made – the planned shower just didn’t look like you could turn around in it, so we enlarged it.) The new Phinney Ridge room’s walls are ready for priming and painting, and its good-sized bathroom affords enough wall space to hang towel bars everywhere.

True to our Seattle Bed and Breakfast’s personality, the Phinney Ridge room will look different from the other individually decorated guest rooms. It will be purple, gray, and silver. Guys – don’t worry, it’s a manly purple, not a girly purple. And I’m really excited about the double pocket doors that lead into a small sitting area, where a very comfortable fold-out twin bed will be available for a third guest or a second person not wanting to share the queen bed in the adjoining room.

I don’t want to jinx anything by predicting when the room will be ready, but what the heck? I’m thinking April is a safe bet. Now let’s hope that the (April Fools) joke’s not on me.

Scaffolding out back kept the B&B's "public" areas clean

Phinney Ridge bedroom looking toward sitting room

Looking back from sitting area to Phinney Ridge bedroom

New Year, New Guest Room at a Seattle B&B

December 31st, 2011 by Shelley Goulding

Phillip is always ready to assist in any way he can.

This weekend we’re trying to psych ourselves into clearing out the future Phinney Ridge room – 9 Cranes Inn’s fourth and final guest room, renovation of which begins January 2. Before Scott the carpenter shows up bright and early Monday morning, Mike and I have to find a place for all of the stuff we happily stashed in what became the forgotten zone.

Anyone who’s seen this second-floor space knows that there’s a lot of potential in it. We plan to exploit that potential by creating a guest room for two or three people; it will have a queen-sized bed in one room, and a good quality twin pull-out bed in the adjoining sitting room (with privacy option of double pocket doors). Private bath, of course, plus all of the amenities featured in our other Seattle Bed & Breakfast guest rooms.

There’s enough square footage back there to steal some so the Fremont room next door can get its own en suite bathroom. No more traipsing across the hall for Fremont guests (don’t worry, though, we’ll keep the comfy robes in the room anyway). The old Fremont bath will become my much-dreamed-of powder room for visitors not staying in a guest room. Way better than sending them to the sometimes scary innkeepers’ quarters on the lower level.

So that’s the plan in a nutshell. Be warned that I’ll probably update you – not to mention whine about the process – as we go along. But first, tackling the cleanout so construction can begin. You could say that it will mark the end of our move-in…a mere two years after buying the house.