I was trying to convince myself that I was raring to go, so I drove over to Madison Park to visit my friend's favorite haunts. The only thing I hadn't counted on was the fact that it was Monday. Small shopping streets often keep hours on the weekend and use Monday as their day of rest. Yep. Each shop I checked in on was locked up tight. Except her favorite French pastry shop, Belle Epicurean!
I admired their gorgeous honey display (I love knowing a place I get can get bottles of Savannah Bee Company honey) and contemplated which pastry I should order.
They warmed up a Pear Almond Brioche and the scent alone was worth the price. It smelled good enough to dab behind my ears.
When I sat down at a small table on the front walk, I realized just how tired I really was. A latte and a snack was just what I needed. I called my friend with the proclamation, "Guess where I'm sitting!" We talked for a half an hour about her wonderful memories of living in Seattle. It was the perfect way to spend my first afternoon.