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Five ways Seattle kicks New York's you-know-what
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After writing about my quest for decent New York pizza in Seattle, I realized I tend to focus on ways I find Seattle deficient compared to New York - the pizza, the Indian food, the bagels, etc. But it's unbecoming of a Jersey girl to complain so much.
The truth is, I love Seattle as much as I love New York. So for once, I thought I'd highlight the ways in which Seattle truly has New York beat:
1.) Melt-in-your-mouth sushi
You know the "I'll have what she's having" scene from 'When Harry Met Sally?' Well, that's like a New Yorker trying Seattle sushi. I thought the only way to have great sushi was to drop $100 at Nobu. But I've had many amazing, affordable experiences here: Kisaku, Ototo, Musashi's, Maneki - to name a few.
2.) Radio stations that don't suck
KEXP is so good, New Yorkers had to import it. I know what you're thinking. With all the bands coming out of New York, they don't have a single decent radio station? Not really, although Radio New York is trying to bust the city out of its Top 40 rut. Seattle's got radio variety I never even dreamed of.
3.) Recycling as a way of life, not a hobby
Last summer, I was riding the Staten Island Ferry and drinking a Coors Light in true East Coast fashion. When I asked a guard where I could recycle my can, I'm pretty sure I heard an audible laugh. It was definitely an "I've a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore" kind of moment that made me appreciate Seattle.
4.) Natural beauty that makes Central Park look like a P-Patch
Okay, the fact that I even know what a P-Patch is officially makes me a Seattleite. But seriously, growing up in New Jersey, I never even knew that an American city could be this beautiful. At the risk of sounding sappy, I still notice the mountains, lakes, greenery - and the fact that I can see the sky - every day.
5.) Coffee that doesn't make you shudder
I know this is an obvious one, but there are three reasons I never drank coffee on the East Coastt: 1.) Drip coffee would leave coffee grounds in your teeth, 2.) It was usually poured by surly servers with raspy voices who called you "honey", and 3.) There's no place to sit and enjoy your brew.
Trust me, there's more - don't even get me started on the cost of living and apartment hunting. So New York, I still miss you. But Seattle, this is my overdue salute to you!
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