>There’s more than fish at Pike Place Market in Seattle! There is coffee, of course. I sampled my share of the refreshing beverages. And as we wandered the booths of produce, I kept saying, “Honey, can we move here? I want to live here.” Husband (a.k.a. Chuck) was kind as he reminded me that no, we had to go home.
But meanwhile, behind the big sign….
We shopped for cheese and we found this tip jar.
This sign not only announced what they were selling (fresh herbs), but gave a Rhyme Time reasoning to buy!
If you want to buy an avocado, though, be gentle.
And as for the beans, don’t touch — or even consider it!
At least they said “Thanks.”
This offer may seem extreme, but they were handing out sample slices. The fresh and juicy peaches really did make people shout out in praise.
Sometimes, the hanging bundles need no written description. They sold themselves.
If I can’t move there, can we go back? Soon? I’m free tomorrow….
>What fun. There are so many great public markets; it would be easy to cut loose and just tour them for a couple of years.
>Oh, this makes me want to visit Seattle even more! Looks like you've had a wonderful trip!
>How completely whimsical:) I'd love to visit there someday.
>As a coffee fanatic, hope you visited the original Starbucks across from Pike's Market.
Also, I haven't done it yet, but the "underground" tour is supposed to be interesting.
Hope the heat has abated somewhat.
Joe
>Oops. Was catching up on your blog in reverse order, and just noticed that you did, indeed, visit the original Starbucks.
Just wanted to make sure that you didn't miss that, given that you're in coffee Nirvana.
Joe
>Thanks for stopping by my blog. I'm enjoying this trip with you. Great photos. A long way from home for this Florida lady. Love the Northwest… love to travel!