Tropicos Breeze

Monday evening Ish and I went back to Aurora to shoot.  Luckily, it was another gorgeous day!  We met up around 6:30, and both of us we starving.  We decided to start with dinner at the Salvadorian restaurant, Tropicos Breeze.  The menu advertised pupusas (like a  thick tortilla filled with meat, cheese and veggies), and the prices were right.

Because of the beautiful day, we requested to sit on the patio.  The host looked at us like we were kinda crazy, but told us to go ahead.  As I stepped outside into the roaring sounds of Hwy 99, I understood his questioning.  The sun was out, and we both were looking forward to about dining al fresco, so we sat down.

the sun was so bright they had the shades closed

The waitress came to take our drink order.  We both got beers, and decided to share some kind of fruit juice drink Ish was excited about.  Ish inquired about getting a side of yuca.  The woman nodded her head, wrote it down, and went to put our order in.  “Guess we’re getting yuca to start,” she said.  I love yuca, though I never cook it at home, so was happy for the opportunity to eat it!

Yuca Fries and Drinks

Since we had gone a little over board on the first course, we searched the menu for the best deals…. Pupusas for $2.50, and the $4.99 entree, how can you go wrong??  We couldn’t say enough in praise of the restaurant, and we hadn’t even tried the food yet!  Luckily the food lived up to our expectations.  Unfortunately, everything was so delicious I didn’t get a chance to take any more pictures until we had finished our meal.  Looks like I will have to go back to recapture…….


After drinking a giant glass water, a beer, and half a glass of tropical juice, we both really needed to use the restroom…

Women’s Restroom

Leaving Tropicos Breeze, we realized our leisurely three course dinner had put us behind schedule.  Dark was setting in, so I took the opportunity to work on my homework assignment for my Night Color class at Photo Center Northwest.  Here is the shot we got.  Thanks Ish, for doubling as my assistant and my model!

Ish Smokes the Last Cigarette before Canada

Adventures in Cream

After work Justin and I made our way to north Seattle’s finest breakfast establishment, Cyndy’s House of Pancakes.  Skirting the Rock n’ Roll marathon and Vintage Car Show, after an hour we found ourselves only in Ballard.  As we finally turned onto 85th the air-conditioning finally burst a blood vessel in my nose.  I tilted my head back to avoid bleeding all over my new Sounders sweatshirt, and Justin handed me the only piece of tissue in the car- the napkin from our morning donut.  My throat filled up with blood, and I started to choke.  I leaned forward coughing up blood and bleeding profusely out my nose.  Justin pulled into the 76 station to get tissues, and a bottle of Fiji water to rehydrate me.  I applied a fresh wade of tissues to my nose, and we continued north for some of the most delicious pancakes I have ever known.

In Cyndy’s gravel parking lot I washed my face with the bottle of Fiji water, and we headed in to one of Cyndy’s red vinyl booths.  Justin decided to switch up his usual corn cakes, and went with the classic buttermilk with a side of bacon.  Since it was Saturday Splurge Day I wanted to go big, so ordered the strawberry pancakes with whipped cream.  Our waitress smiled a happy cracked out grin, and clenched her jaw.  I felt the pressure of her up selling to order more than just a giant plate of dessert for my lunch, and decided my side would be hot chocolate, yes please to more whipped cream.

While we waited for our food, my mom dropped by the restaurant.  She had been shopping in the area, and had been kind enough to pick me up some supplies; sheep milk yogurt and half and half from Whole Foods.  She bid us goodbye as our food arrived, shooting me and my strawberry cream pancakes an ‘I don’t understand why you’re eating that’ look.

Justin and I reveled our food, fought over the check (I lost), and joined the masses on the freeway.  Eating way too much sugar in the middle of the day, always puts me in the mood.  After a quick trip to the restroom, I pulled Justin onto his bed for kisses and more, ehem…. cream.  We collapsed happily into a pile limbs, and I felt sleepiness overtake me into a late afternoon nap.  Justin covered me with the zebra blanket, and slipped off to work.