My people come from the plains of Springfield, Illinois. It is a land of chili. Food out here is pretty good but they don't seem to do some things very well: diner food, bbq, and chili.
Mike's Chili Parlor in Ballard initially caught my eye because of its unique building. It's sort of the Mayan temple Tikal of chili structures.
The place is celebrating its 100th anniversary, starting out as a chili cart that catered to fishermen and lumber workers in the area. They moved into their current location in 1939.
The menu was very... chili forward, let's say.
I ordered a very large bowl of chili and topped it with cheese, onions, and jalapeños. I'm sort of a chili connoisseur and this was not my favorite chili in the world, but it is my favorite chili in Seattle.
I did some sunglass shopping at Bellevue Square but couldn't find anything I liked. Ballin' ain't easy.
Persimmons are a fun feature of winter produce. Luckily Asian markets seem to be fans, as they even had multiple varieties of persimmons that I was excited to explore. I never even heard of the hachiya variety before.
I betrayed Din Tai Fung and tried a pretty decent dumpling joint: Supreme Dumplings.
My favorite dish were these tan tan noodles.
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