I’m getting late night food to soak up some alcohol/give me time to sober up so I can drive home safely and this place doesn’t just give you a pickle, it gives you entire ball canning jar full of pickle slices with each sandwich

….it is 10:30 at night and I have just eaten half a jar of pickles. this is my new favorite restaurant.

god I swing so wildly between ‘I’m establishing my career and social circle in seattle, putting down roots, I could get used to it here’ and ‘I CAN’T WAIT TO MOVE BACK TO NEW ENGLAND, HOME OF MY HEART AND SOUL [sobbing into a picture of fall foliage]’