Hello, Seattle Meowtropolitan

I was a dog person growing up, but after meeting a lot of amazing cats, and then living with my most recent roommate Winnie (and her three cats) for nearly a year, I realized that my personality style is much more compatible with cats than with dogs.

My friend Allie, one of the people I’m visiting while in the Seattle Metropolitan Area, is also a big fan of cats, so she, Doug, and I went to a cat café. The one we selected was the Seattle Meowtropolitan, which is in the Wallingford neighborhood near the Woodland Park Zoo.

Seattle Meowtropolitan

Seattle Meowtropolitan

Seattle Meowtropolitan

Seattle Meowtropolitan

Seattle Meowtropolitan

Seattle Meowtropolitan

Seattle Meowtropolitan

Seattle Meowtropolitan

I’ve generally been told that cat cafés are a hit-or-miss depending on the demeanor of the cats. Often, people go to cat cafés and come back to me letting me know that it was less of a cat café and more of a regular café where you sit and drink coffee and there just happens to be sleeping cats around you.

I think I either just got lucky with Meowtropolitan, or they are a good cat café that creates a great environment for their cats so they’re more comfortable being active, but I had an amazing time.

The unfortunate part was that, due to the pandemic, appointments were required and they were limited to 30-minute time slots that begin at the top of each hour, so we weren’t able to stay for a satisfying amount of time. By the time I went around meeting all the cats, gave each one some pets, and start­ed taking photos, there were just a few minutes left, which I used to video call one of my friends who loves cats, then we had to leave.

Allie also enjoyed the cat café, and said she missed the cats a few minutes after we left, so I think we’ll definitely be going back the next time I’m in town. Hopefully by that point, we’ll be able to stay for longer than half an hour, and I won’t forget my regular camera so I can do a miniature photo shoot with as many cats as I have time for.

 

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Whale-watching tours are a joke

Last year—almost precisely one year ago, in fact—I visited Seattle during the COVID-19 pandemic with my assistant. We got a CityPASS and stopped by the Seattle Aquarium, Space Needle, Chihuly Garden and Glass, and Woodland Park Zoo. The one other thing she wanted to do, which we didn’t be­cause we ran out of time, was go dolphin and orca watching.

Now that I am back in Seattle for a week, I decided to go on a whale watching tour to make my former assistant jealous (she is my former assistant be­cause, as of a handful of months ago, she has a full-time job being an executive assistant to a CEO at a fairly large company and makes much more mon­ey than my company could afford to pay her). … I guess you could consider this plan of making her jealous to have backfired, as you will see shortly.

Puget Sound Express

The touring service I used was Puget Sound Express. I picked this one because it is apparently a family-run business, and as you might already know, I’ve been trying my best to spend my money at small businesses and family-run operations ever since the pandemic to help them out using my COVID-19 relief funding.

Prior to departing, I walked around the ship to see the various areas of the watercraft. The door to the cockpit was open, so I snapped a photo.

Puget Sound Express

I wouldn’t really say that I’m a marine life or boating enthusiast, so I decided to book a half-day trip that lasted four hours (as opposed to an all-day or multi-day trip). I was joined by my friends Doug and Allie, and because our reservation was for a group of three, our booking came with a private table alongside the windows of the indoor pas­sen­ger area of the boat. Our trip departed from the Port of Edmonds.

Puget Sound Express

The route of the trip was to head out through Puget Sound, travel north, go into the Rosario Strait, and travel around the San Juan Islands. The first por­tion of the trip was a fairly straight shot out and away from the Seattle Metropolitan Area, with the boat maintaining speeds of 40+ MPH (~65+ KPH). Along the way, and once we got near the Islands, there was some nice scenery.

Puget Sound Express

Puget Sound Express

Puget Sound Express

Puget Sound Express

Puget Sound Express

Puget Sound Express

After looking at those photos, you may be wondering, “where are the whales?” … to which I would respond, “great question.”

At various points throughout our trip, the crew would make an announcement that there was a whale sighting. To be clear, my expectation going into this tour was to see sights comparable to the photos that pop up when you search online for “whale jumping out of water.” Instead, all we saw were… their fins.

The crew would be pointing out how there were killer whales in the water, and somehow even be identifying them by code names assigned to each whale, yet all we were able to see were fins pop up above the water once in a while. The crew would even be talking about how the whales just caught a seal, and how they each need to eat one seal a day in order to keep up their fat stores to survive through the winter… but still, all we saw were fins.

Here is a photograph of a fin.

Puget Sound Express

Needless to say, my disappointment was immeasurable.

So much so, in fact, that Doug told me that his favorite part of the trip was seeing how disappointed I was. The thing is, I don’t actually outwardly ex­press negative emotion; I’ll go as far as to point out objectively that seeing a few fins in the water is not what I was hoping for, but I won’t be hostile or any­thing. That made it extra funny for Doug, considering that my utter disappointment was clearly visible on my face, even though my words were try­ing to soften the situation and indicate otherwise.

I checked in with someone else who had gone on one of these tours before, and she let me know that her experience was fairly comparable to mine. Thus, I think it’s pretty obvious at this point that I absolutely do not recommend going on one of these tours. Apparently, if you’re lucky enough, you can see marine wildlife from the regular ferries that go to and from Seattle, without having to pay extra for one of these tours.

Going on a tangent, one thing I confirmed from this boat trip is that I am fairly prone to seasickness in general. I mentioned about half a year ago that I went on a boat for the first time for leisurely purposes and got savagely seasick. I thought that this whale (fin) watching ride would be better because the boat was a lot bigger, but it didn’t seem to matter much. It was definitely comparatively better than the tiny, overloaded boat I rode in before, but I still felt like I was going to vomit within half an hour.

Overall, I’m still not upset that I went. The scenery around this area was actually very nice, and it’s not something that I ever would have seen anywhere else without going out of my way to plan an aquatic event. It was also served as a pleasant trip out with friends.

 

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Goodbye Indianapolis

After a week in Indianapolis, my time in the city is wrapping up as I prepare to go to my next destination tomorrow. It was nice seeing my childhood best friend again, and it was an interesting experience driving through downtown Indianapolis and remembering seeing some of the shops and mon­u­ments when I was last here over 13 years ago for my cousin’s law school graduation ceremony.

Apart from the tourist attractions and destinations I already blogged about, we also went to a few other restaurants, mainly trying to hit ones with good ratings or recommended by food blogs.

One of the restaurants that Ed’s mom wanted to go to for brunch was on a farm. There was a cat outside on the farm property that was a bit scared of me at first, but warmed up pretty quickly after I swooped down, blinked slowly, and held out my finger. He started headbutting my hand and legs and wouldn’t stop, but I eventually managed to snap a photo.

Indianapolis

We also visited Canal Walk. I wasn’t really too interested in renting a gondola, but we took a stroll up and down alongside the canal.

Indianapolis

Indianapolis

Canal Walk had a lot of miniature waterfalls along the side, which I liked.

Indianapolis

This was also right by White River State Park, so we visited that as well.

Indianapolis

As a Marriott fanboy, I obviously had to take a photo of the J.W. Marriott.

Indianapolis

My hotel of choice for this trip was the Fairfield Inn & Suites by Marriott Indianapolis Northwest.

I didn’t really use the amenities because I was particularly active during this segment of my trip (e.g., I wasn’t hungry for breakfast because I would get so much food with Ed and his mom, and I didn’t use the gym more than once because I went to Ed’s apartment’s community center or just got exercise walk­ing a lot from touring). But, from what I did see, the hotel was nice and resembled the other Fairfield Inns that are well-maintained—basic, clean, straight­for­ward, and simple.

I always skip housekeeping throughout my whole stay, so part-way through the week, I stopped by the front desk to get a refill on shampoo and con­di­tion­er. I happened to run into the manager, who got me my bath amenities, and we also had a nice chat about my voluntary homeless adventure across the country. She seemed very intrigued and impressed that I took the initiative to do something so unconventional.

Fairfield Inn & Suites by Marriott Indianapolis Northwest

Overall, I thought Indianapolis was pretty nice. It wasn’t that crazy of a city, but it still had enough special traits and characteristics (like with racing) that it had its own unique identity.

It was also nice visiting Ed for a week. We used to see each other fairly frequently when we were in high school, then went to different undergraduate universities and usually would only meet up during holidays. It was unfortunate that my trip to Indianapolis was immediately following a month and a half with my parents, because I think having a week or two of alone time as a buffer period between the two visits would have made me appreciate the social interaction a bit more. But, nonetheless, it was a pleasant experience.

Tomorrow, I’m going to be flying to Seattle for a one-week break from my road trip to visit some friends and co-workers. I’ll be spending a week on the Pacific Coast, then flying back to Indianapolis to pick up my truck and continue on my journey to the next state. More tourism blog posts to come soon…

 

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Hello, Indianapolis Motor Speedway

My second tourist activity of Indianapolis was visiting the Indianapolis Motor Speedway, the race track best known for hosting the Indianapolis 500, or just the “Indy 500.” I wasn’t too interested in seeing a live race (and was too late for it anyway), but I want to see the notable points of interest that each of my road trip cities are known for, so I wanted to at least check out the track and the museum.

My tour started with a guided lap ride around the race track.

Indianapolis Motor Speedway

Indianapolis Motor Speedway

Indianapolis Motor Speedway

The race track used to be made out of brick, but has since been covered with multiple layers of asphalt. However, there is one strip of the original brick still visible near the starting point of the race. Apparently, professional race car drivers kiss this portion of the race track, so the tourists were also al­lowed to swoop down and kiss the brick for photos. I personally thought that concept was repulsive, so instead, I just asked Ed to take a photo of me sit­ting next to the brick.

Indianapolis Motor Speedway

After the tour, we went back into the museum for the self-guided portion of our trip.

Indianapolis Motor Speedway Museum

Indianapolis Motor Speedway Museum

Indianapolis Motor Speedway Museum

Indianapolis Motor Speedway Museum

Indianapolis Motor Speedway Museum

Indianapolis Motor Speedway Museum

Indianapolis Motor Speedway Museum

Indianapolis Motor Speedway Museum

I usually don’t really have pictures of myself when I go to tourist attractions, but seeing as Ed was here with me, he took a few shots of me sitting inside the race cars designed for photos.

Indianapolis Motor Speedway Museum

Indianapolis Motor Speedway Museum

Indianapolis Motor Speedway Museum

I’m one of the people who have always thought the Indy 500, and every other professional racing event, was fairly boring, because I didn’t really see the appeal of watching a bunch of people drive their cars in a circle and continue turning left over and over again.

After visiting the Motor Speedway, I still wouldn’t consider myself a racing fan, but I did have two takeaways that changed my view of the sport:

  • Racing is just another outlet for the drivers and their teams to showcase their skill. It takes a lot of top-tier science, engineering, intellect, talent, and control to be able to drive at racecar speeds. It is also a perfectionist’s sport, because a single unnoticeable error could result in catastrophic disaster for the driver.
  • A lot of fans like the Indianapolis 500 as an observer’s sport, but that’s just a portion of it—a lot of the fans love it more for the heritage and tra­di­tion, as well as the strong patriotism that the Indy 500 represents.

 

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Hello, Newfields: The Indianapolis Museum of Art

For my first real tourist activity of Indianapolis, I went to Newfields: The Indianapolis Museum of Art. Newfields is 152 acres and contains over 50,000 items in their collection. I noticed that Newfields is also one of the most highly-rated art museums in general across the United States.

Throughout my road trip, when I go to a tourist attraction, I usually go in the late morning or early afternoon so I will have a good chunk of time to ex­plore before the exhibits close, then I can pick up food on the way back to my hotel. However, for Newfields, I went with Ed, so unfortunately, I had to do some schedule coordination and didn’t make it into the museum until 5 PM. The museum closed at 8 PM, which meant we only had three hours to view everything; usually, three hours would be enough for a museum, but due to the sheer size of this museum (and because of the fact that it was driz­zling rain), we missed out on all of the outdoor gardens and exhibits.

Here are some highlights from my trip from the various different sections on display:

Newfields: The Indianapolis Museum of Art

Newfields: The Indianapolis Museum of Art

Newfields: The Indianapolis Museum of Art

Newfields: The Indianapolis Museum of Art

Newfields: The Indianapolis Museum of Art

Newfields: The Indianapolis Museum of Art

Newfields: The Indianapolis Museum of Art

Newfields: The Indianapolis Museum of Art

Newfields: The Indianapolis Museum of Art

Newfields: The Indianapolis Museum of Art

Newfields: The Indianapolis Museum of Art

Newfields: The Indianapolis Museum of Art

Newfields: The Indianapolis Museum of Art

Newfields: The Indianapolis Museum of Art

Newfields: The Indianapolis Museum of Art

Yes, that is me in the final photo standing in front of a really big cloud thingy. Unfortunately, the cloud was a little bright and the rest of the museum was dark at that point because there was dim lighting by the entrance, the sun had set, and it was almost closing time… so even with a lot of editing in post, I still look sort of like a silhouette.

 

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Hello, Provision in Indianapolis

For my first stop of my continued road trip after visiting my parents, I’m visiting Indianapolis, Indiana, to which my childhood best friend (you may know him as Ed Lam or “Grainyrice”) and his mom moved not too long ago. Today is Ed’s mom’s birthday, so I treated her and Ed to dinner at Provision, a highly-rated res­tau­rant in the Ironworks Hotel.

Our meal started with a pre-appetizer while we were browsing the menus and deciding what to eat. I don’t recall what exactly was in the dish, but it was very tart and sour.

Provision in Indianapolis

For our main appetizer, we ordered and split one crab hashbrown with spinach, candied jalapeño, fried egg, and jalapeño hollandaise.

Provision in Indianapolis

For my meal, I opted for the chef’s tasting menu, a six-course dinner with a soup, four various meat dishes, and dessert.

The opening course was chilled English pea soup drizzled with crème fraîche and topped with smoked sea salt, and a side of crispy Serrano ham. Upon the first bite, the flavor was overwhelmingly peas, but after I mixed in the crème fraîche and sea salt and nibbled on the ham along with it, it had a much better taste. The blandness of the pea soup was well-complemented with the saltiness and savoriness of the ham.

Provision in Indianapolis

The next dish was hamachi (better known as Japanese amberjack or yellowtail) with Shiso oil, cucumber chutney, pickled strawberry, fried caper, to­bi­ko, and rice emulsion.

I’d say this was my least favorite dish for a few reasons. First, I’m a sushi enthusiast, and I immediately noticed that the yellowtail didn’t really taste much like yellowtail. This may tie in with the second point, which is that everything was extremely sour, probably because the strong flavor of the pickled straw­berries and capers got on the other ingredients. I’m not sure if this affected how the yellowtail tasted, but I’d say this tasted more like an extremely sour salad more than it did a fish dish.

Provision in Indianapolis

Third was lobster risotto with Fresno chile salad and lemon oil. This might have been bland for some other people, but this was perfect for my taste, and was my second favorite dish. There was lobster both in shreds and in small chunks, and the risotto had a smooth yet satisfying texture. This is also the first dish where I noticed the chef did a good job at maintaining the optimal serving temperature of the dish by heating the plate up; the top of the ri­sot­to was warm, but after digging in a bit, the innards were nice and hot.

Provision in Indianapolis

The next course was quail with sage, apple and celery root purée, and fig demi. This was my first time eating quail, and I thought it was fairly un­der­whelm­ing—it tasted mostly like turkey. The preparation was nice—it was crispy on the outside but juicy on the inside. However, I think quail just might not have the highest-quality cuts available, so it just tasted like generic meat. It wasn’t bad, but I’d say this was my second least favorite dish.

Provision in Indianapolis

Fifth in line was Japanese A5 Wagyu seared in olive oil and surrounded by pink peppercorn and sea salt. As you may have guessed, this was my favorite dish.

The Japanese use A, B, and C to grade their meat’s cutability, which represents the amount of meat taken from a carcass as calculated by a particular for­mu­la. “A” means it has higher yield than standard, “B” means it has standard yield, and “C” means it has lower yield than standard. After the letter, you’ll see a number from 1 to 5; this represents meat quality as based on things like marbling, coloring, and texture. A score of “1” is the lowest and “5” is the highest.

This dish was a perfect example of the melt-in-your-mouth quality of beef I would expect from A5 Wagyu. I accidentally overdid it with the sea salt a bit for my first bite, which I was disappointed about, but after realizing that the crystals on the side were literally pure salt, I used it in moderation for future bites, and the rest was amazing. The sear on the outside added a perfect amount of crisp to the otherwise buttery soft inside.

The waiter let me know that they usually sell this for $25 per ounce, so a standard 8-ounce steak would cost $200. The portion I received was 2.5 ounces, so I realized that the chef’s tasting menu was actually a pretty amazing deal (I’ll do an overall price breakdown at the end).

Provision in Indianapolis

The final course was dessert: ricotta donuts with maple cream, bacon crumble, banana ice cream, two cuts of strawberry, and a blackberry. This ended up being a fairly stereotypical dessert dish. The main thing I liked about it was that it wasn’t overwhelmingly sweet, and the banana ice cream had a unique taste profile where it tasted like vanilla first, but once you leave it in your mouth for a few seconds, the banana flavor emerges.

Provision in Indianapolis

Instead of the full-blown chef’s tasting menu, Ed’s mom opted for a “miniature” version of it, called the Devour Summerfest. Apparently this is a thing in which over 100 restaurants participate by offering value-priced three-course meals.

Her first dish was an appetizer, for which she picked shrimp and chicken gyoza with pineapple ponzu, spicy sauce, and pickled Fresno. I tried a small piece of the edge of one of them, and it tasted like fairly generic fried dumplings.

Provision in Indianapolis

For her main course, she got salmon with plantain curry, cucumber, pickled onion, harissa raita, and lentil.

Provision in Indianapolis

Ed was probably extremely bored the entire time, because, while I got a six-course meal and his mom had a three-course meal, he just got a normal menu item. He had the short rib with herb spaetzle, asparagus, corn, fennel, potato, and smoked onion demi.

Provision in Indianapolis

And finally, for Ed’s mom’s dessert, she got a cheesecake with cherry preserves and pistachio. Usually when you make a reservation to a high-end res­tau­rant, they’ll ask you whether you’re just visiting for a regular meal, or if there is a special occasion; I marked down that it was her birthday, so they turned her cheesecake into a miniature birthday cake.

Provision in Indianapolis

Ed also had dessert—an Indiana sugar cream pie with a candied orange slice and Turkish coffee ice cream. Unfortunately, I only took one photo of his des­sert, and it ended up out of focus, so I don’t have a picture to share.

Here is the breakdown of what I paid:

Chef’s tasting menu $  95.00
Devour Summerfest $  40.00
Short rib $  38.00
Indiana sugar cream pie $  10.00
Soft drink $   2.75
Occasion dessert discount–$  10.00
Taxes (9%) $  17.62
Gratuity (20%) $  42.67
Total $ 256.04

I thought this was a great deal. I recently went to Nonesuch in Oklahoma City, a similar tasting menu restaurant, which cost just shy of $440 for two peo­ple. Although Nonesuch had 11 courses while Provision only had 6, the portion sizes at Provision were proportionally larger. Although Nonesuch was much better at food presentation, I think I would say that the taste was better at Provision, and to me, that’s the more important part.

The waiter comped Ed’s mom’s dessert for her birthday, so we ended up getting a $10 discount.

I enjoyed my meal, and Ed’s mom appeared to have had a good time as well, so I’d say this was overall a good dinner. If you’re ever in the northeast In­di­an­apolis suburbs and this restaurant is within your price range for a meal, I’d definitely recommend giving it a visit.

 

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