The secret ingredient is always cheese


If I had just one wish, of course I'd be tempted to wish for endless wishes, or enough money to buy endless Celine purses, or houses all over the world. But actually, if I had one wish, I think I would want to be able to eat whatever I wanted and not get fat. And if I had to just choose one food to not affect me? It would, without a doubt, be cheese.

Seattle is home to many things, small, as well as iconic. We have the space needle and Pike Place Market. Of course there's Microsoft (and now Amazon). There's also a little coffee shop called Starbucks. And, as if that wasn't already enough, we have cheese. 

Beecher's Handmade Cheese is, in a word, delectable. They have lots of different kinds; pick one, I don't care. Their mac 'n cheese is on another level. (A recipe I took a few liberties with in my trusty cast iron skillet). But my favorite way to eat it is pretty much just right out of my hand by the chunk.
Beecher's was started right here in the market in 2003, and has since expanded to the Flatiron District in New York. You can go in and buy a little cup of their macaroni and sit in front of the window on giant milk jugs, and watch them stir the milk into submission in the largest tub you've ever seen. There are so many things to see and eat at Pike Place, but this one absolutely cannot be missed.

I had the perfect Sunday with my mom, who is finally back in town after her South American travels. We wandered around downtown, got some fresh heirloom tomatoes and basil at the market, went back to her apartment that overlooks the water to catch the sunset, and cozied up on the couch to watch the Grammy's. 

I hope your Sunday was just as relaxing and your Monday is promising.

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