My friend Sharon and I got ourselves out of the house early enough to be on the 7:55 am ferry to Seattle. If you know me and Sharon, this was roughly a miracle.
Sharon generally takes an hour in the bathroom, getting ready. She emerges looking like a famous actress ready for her first scene of the day. My hair is a tousled mess, I’ve forgotten to put on makeup at all, and I may not even have washed my face. But the kid is fed and hugged and read to and tickled, many times, before I run to the bedroom to throw on some jeans and put on a shirt. We’re out the door.
Sharon and I were having some girl time in the city.
Since Sharon and I have known each other for 28 years, it doesn’t really matter where we are. Together, we feel comfortable. On the couch, with my daughter bouncing on her feet before us, we talk. We could have spent an entire vacation together without leaving the house.
However, we needed some time alone. Danny happily watched Lu for the morning and early afternoon and Sharon and I headed into the city.
We drove straight to Le Pichet for breakfast.
This little French bistro on 1st Avenue, just down from Pike Place Market, is one of Danny’s and my favorites. Before the kid, we’d go down there for big cups of coffee and eggs with ham and gruyere and the chance to stare into each other’s eyes. Now, we do go out to restaurants with our daughter, and she’s well-behaved since she has been in so many, but it’s not the same. Sharon hears me talk about restaurant experiences and saves them all up for our time together.
Le Pichet was her choice. What a great choice it was.
I love this breakfast, the ham lining the baking dish, gruyere underneath the eggs cooked easy, dashed with pepper. Sharon loved it too.
Since it was a special occasion, we also splurged and bought a small charcuterie plate to share. This is (from the bottom, going clockwise): saucisson sec, saucisse Lyonnnaise, and Serrano ham from Spain. (And some cornichons.)
They were all lovely. The saucisson sec was a little oily, so there was no doubting what we were eating. I loved the pistachios in the Lyonnaise (pistachios and pork are a great pairing). And Serrano ham is always good.
Sharon laughed at how much pork we had eaten for breakfast. Since we knew we were having leftover pork roast for dinner, she suggested we find something for lunch that involved pork too. “We could make it an all-pork day!”
Well, why not?
So we did.
1933 1st Avenue
Seattle, Washington 98101
(206) 256-1499
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