We spent a sunny, warm afternoon in Seattle lounging on our friends' front porch in Capitol Hill, doing a crossword, playing catch in the street, and cooing over a very sweet, very brand-new baby.
Later, as we made our way back down through Capitol Hill, I started to get food on the brain just a little. My friend started to talk about ice cream. And just like that, we saw the orange facade of a 50s-looking walk-up burger joint appear out of nowhere.
I practically stormed the counter in my excitement and ordered a cheeseburger ($1.50!) (!), fries, and a strawberry milkshake. It reminded me of the few occasions I was allowed to visit McDonald's as a child and yet it was so much better than that: thin burger patties with grilled onions in sweet, pliable buns; hot, salty, crispy-thin fries; and a perfect strawberry shake. All enjoyed standing right outside in the warm sun. IT WAS SO DELICIOUS. It deserves all caps.
(Side note: anyone else like to dip their fries into their strawberry shake? I thought I was the only person on the planet to do this until I met Dan. That's how you know it's love.)
As I shared our find on instagram, locals bombarded me with the info that Dick's is in fact a Seattle institution that's been open since 1954 - that this place should have been on my must-visit list to begin with. Who doesn't love a bit of smug with their shake?