Lunchbox gets new digs. by violet

Since we went to Lunchbox a few years ago, JP has maintained that it’s his favorite burger in Seattle. It’s hard for me to play favorites but I do love me some Red Mill.

Since Lunchbox recently moved from its one step up from a trailer in Ballard to what used to be South Lake Union Café and we owed Liz a birthday dinner it seemed like a good time to go back.

At first it was really strange heading into the new spot. I have distint memories of each restaurant and they didn’t really jive together in my mind.

And I have to say that I was a little disappointed that there wasn’t an epic list of choices to buld your own burger which is how Lunchbox used to do things. The menu simply listed about 12 pre-built burgers, there was a note about how you could build your own but gone was the 1500 choice including dork (duck and pork mixed together) or your crazy salt options.

But not having the pressure of building your own was a little more relaxing – less stress for sure. And the options that were presented on the menu had something for just about everybody.

I went with The Smoker. Creamy havarti cheese with honey cured bacon with lunchbox inions and smoked pepper mayo.

JP got the Homage to the Dick’s Deluxe American cheese, honey cured bacon (10 slices of it) with Lunchbox onions and top secret burger sauce.

And the birthday girl got the Burger of the Gods blue cheese crumbles, balsamic onions and creamy gorgonzola sauce.

While the atmosphere has certainly changed, the food definitely tasted like the Lunchbox that I remember. Plus it was nice to have a place to sit.

In case to gut-busting burger and tots (oh yeah) wasn’t enough to fill us up, we headed up to Queen Anne to dive right into some fro yo at Menchies.

Menchie’s is one of those awesome build your own and then weigh it places. The first that I know of in Seattle. It kind of rocked my face off.

How could you not love such a cheerful place the purveys such deliciousness? Because I was so stuffed from my burger it afforded me the option of only getting the small amount that my stomach could take. Even with JP’s monster our tab came to like $6.

Knowing that this place exsists is going to be bad for my waistline.

I made sure to hit up the gym the next morning so I didn’t feel like I had done too much damage.

Violet in Frye Campus 14L boots in Saddle Montana

The marital industrial complex. by violet

I never wanted to be THAT girl. The girl who gets engaged and suddenly loses all her marbles. The girl who for a year straight can only talk about catering choices, florists and bridesmaid’s dresses.
It kind of hit me that I was turning into THAT girl when J.P. suggested that he would be happy with a couple of kegs and a community center hall for our reception and I nearly threw up at the thought.

But you see this thing happens when you start planning a wedding. It’s like the biological switch gets flipped and suddenly importing trees directly from Bali doesn’t seem like THAT crazy of an idea.

Here’s what’s really tough, knowing what you want vs. what this multi-billion dollar industry is telling you to want.

Here’s what I do know for sure:

No bouquet toss: This is a horrible tradition. Who was the person who thought, I know, let’s get all the single people together and shame them for being single by making them fight it out for a bunch of flowers? I would like to slap them. This tradition has caused me much personal embarrassment – Kenz got me out of the bathroom for the bouquet toss at her wedding. (Did I time this bathroom break with this event? Yes, obviously). At my dad and stepmom’s wedding, the one time I can recall actually wanting to catch the bouquet, some other girl stole it right out of my hands. If my niece wants the bouquet, she can have it minus the embarrassing stampede.

Can you find me in this picture? There's a reason for that.

No garter toss: Again horrible tradition. I know, newly married couple, have the groom reach up the bride’s skirt in front of ALL YOUR RELATIVES and throw the object that was previously on the bride’s upper thigh to other single men in attendance. Real awkward when you think about it. Real awkward.

Photo booth as a wedding favor: This is no brainer for us, J.P. is a photographer. I love the idea of a favor that people will actually like/use. Though not as cool as getting a toothbrush and floss, still cool. Many of the weddings we went to last year had photo booths. I now have one of the photos framed on my desk at work and another is framed at home. Also in this age of digital photos, it’s really nice to have couple of printed photos of you and your sweetie all dressed up and looking cute.

It was a dentist wedding

Currently framed in our living room

No cake: J.P. doesn’t really like cake (I know, it’s weird, I love him anyway). I’m not going to force him to eat something he doesn’t want to on our wedding day just cause that’s what you are “supposed to do.” I like cake but not enough to throw a hissy about it, you know? I get plenty of cake other places, like office birthdays. So what does that leave us with - cupcakes are just mini cakes. I don’t like pie (I know, it’s weird, J.P. loves me anyway). When I heard about a wedding that had donuts I was sold. Plus there’s an amazing place in Seattle that makes almost my favorite donuts in the whole world. Everybody wins.

It was delicious

Mmmmm donuts

Other than that, I’m pretty much overwhelmed with all the choices. A girl could really go insane. But I’m trying to do my best to keep it all in perspective and remember this is a day about sharing our love with the people who matter to us most, not about those imported trees from Bali. But they are stunning.

Violet in Jessica Simpson Cody