Figs and Flights {videos} launch every Tuesday. 

Figs and Flights video #13 is your guide to a Socially Distanced Seattle Summer! For more about Seattle start here.

We're back in Seattle and taking advantage of our recent graduation to Phase 2 of Covid quarantine. (Yes, we just moved into Phase 2, masks are mandatory in public, and we're being as careful as possible.)

Grab your mask and hand sanitizer and let's explore what's open and delicious at Pike Place Market. We'll swing through the neighborhood of Ballard for locally brewed beers, mochi donuts, and sunset, before heading out on the water with Parasail Seattle.

{Let's See Seattle} is a series of Figs and Flights posts where you can find the very best  of the city of Seattle. The great eats, gorgeous spots, and weirdest attractions of Seattle and the Pacific Northwest overall come to life right before your eyes. We're not always drinking coffee while wearing rain boots!

Recent {Let's See Seattle} posts include Seattle for Kids and Springtime in Seattle with the Cherry Blossoms and Tulip Fields. 

This post is the 2019 update for the best eats at Seattle's baseball park. Want to see the best eats from 2017 and 2018? Check it out here. 

Maybe you've never had a fig. If you haven't and I handed you one you'd say: "I don't even know how to eat this!" 

Well here we are: I've made a whole list, complete with pictures, for how to eat figs. Your first fig should be fresh, right from the tree. You can eat it all, the skin and the inside, just not top of the stem. There's no seed inside. Just take a BIG OLE BITE. Then, once you're in love, use this list to get creative with your new favorite fruit. 
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I love figs, clearly, as I've named my blog in honor of them. It all started in the backyard of  my Pap Pap (that's Pittsburgh-speak for Grandfather) when I was a kid. He'd pull fresh figs right off of the tree and he'd let me eat as many as I wanted! The hard part, back then, was waiting for the figs to be in season. The hard part, still, is waiting for the figs to be in season! 

Pap sold that house when I was in second grade and went to the eternal fig tree in the sky when I was in college. Good news, though, I grew up and bought a house that came complete with a yard and a fig tree! I never feel my Pap's spirit more than when I'm back there picking figs and eating them without a care in the world (see photo of me IN the tree).

​Those of you who've been reading my blogs since the old days might remember my older blog and "The House with the Fig Tree" stories from when we'd just moved in to our house.