Yesterday, I got escorted all over Everett, Washington by Home Realty’s Steve Cantor. We stopped and took in views, he showed me the new, youthful neighborhoods near the older moneyed neighborhoods in the woodsy hills, parks, commerce, highways, colleges, and the downtown area with re-gentrification going on. If you ever want to get the pulse of a town, or neighborhood, call on Steve. He showed me this delightful little cookie of a studio condo, so cute you just want to put it in your pocket. Then, (don’t tell) we got lost. Well, not really. Steve was supposed to drop me at the Eagle’s Club to meet Jim, and we looked all over for the Elks. The Elks club was not at the address on his Ipad. The telephone was a fax. Then the dawn…Eagles, not Elks. I was having so much fun I forgot Jim is an Eagle member.
Be you lucky enough to belong to the Eagles, this is a friendly, fun place to be. The bar is in a U shape which encourages interaction with people facing you and beside you. A friendly, fun, bunch. We helped a red-headed woman celebrate her birthday. We had a terrific plate of fish and chips. I’ve eaten them everywhere in harbor towns. Nothing like good, fresh cod or, even halibut. I normally peel most of the batter off. Not at this place. The best I’ve ever tasted, without a pre-made batter from restaurant supply. If you are so lucky to live here, hie thee down to the Eagles.
I’ll be looking at more condos today before we leave for Monroe.