French Delight: Dinette

Gadding about town, I decided to walk home to the leeward side of Capitol Hill from Pioneer Square. Yes. Ambitious. But ooh La La. Forever it seems I have been zooming up Olive Way via car or bus and I always have my neck jerked over to scrutinize the businesses in the base of this charming brick building between East Denny and Howell Streets at the base of Seattle's Capitol Hill. This block is a relief to the eyes on the No. 43 bus. I imagine myself walking the streets of Paris and looking at the shops and cafes that will stick into this growing envelope in my brain of an aesthetic that I'm always seeking for inspiration for my paintings. As I approach the building my wonder increases at the charm of it all. I stop for pause at the most charming of all, Dinette.

I was thinking that this would be my first Gad About Subject and decided to take a picture with my phone, but then the door was open and a woman was watching me. So I said, do you mind if I take a picture? She obliged. So I snapped. She came out and asked me what it was for. Loaded question. I told her I wanted to Blog it and also may do a watercolor. She thought that was great!

Oh, by the way, her name is Melissa and she is the chef and owner. I decided to go inside and couldn't leave. I decided to have a Manhattan. Delicious. The small plates listed on the blackboard were enticing but I needed to get home. I will return for cocktails and appetizers. While I was there, a wine rep came in with a six-pack of open wine for Melissa to try. The rep ordered several small plates and vowed that I would return. Stay tuned















The entry to Dinette.

Melissa concocting a potion at her quintessentially appointed bar.


Detail of Dinette bar. Note the trays surrounding the mirror reflecting in the mirror!