Seattle: Marjorie

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Over the weekend, OJ and I were in Seattle. We’ve been trying to get one meal in the city on our last few trips — this time it was Marjorie in Belltown. It’s a funky little place (in a good way) with what you might call a “New American” menu. We lucked out because it was warm (for Seattle in June) on Saturday and since the sun doesn’t go down until 9:30 pm — it was a great night for sitting out on the side patio sipping a mojito. Well, except for me — I was sipping a Bordeaux blend from Whitman Cellars.

I love that they play a random mix of music (on elementary school record players!!) – so we’re talking vinyl here. I think we heard Billie Holiday and an artist singing in Hindi and they definitely had a Donna Summer album in the bathroom. Service is friendly and there’s no rushing you out to turn over tables. We had a 6:30 pm and didn’t leave until 9pm-ish.

Food-wise, Marjorie is doing the local, organic thing and everything was quite good, but let’s start with dessert, shall we? The photos tell the story and it starts and ends like this, “Mmmmmm…..”