We hit one of Tacoma’s best hidden treasures, The Fish House Cafe on MLK, for some greasy goodness.
On the corner of MLK and S 19th, looming beneath the shadow of the new St Joe’s hospital expansion, is a tiny blue clapboard building that is home to some of the best fried chicken and fish in Tacoma. It is one of the three restaurants, along with Ezell’s and Papa Jone’ BBQ, that make up Soul Food corner (or Cardiac Corner as Ravi so poetically refers to it), and shouldn’t be passed up on your Tacoma bucket list.
You know it, you love it. We meet a few of you and enjoy some beers at the Parkway Tavern.
The Parkway Tavern…best beer selection in Tacoma. ’nuff said.
On Historical Landmarks Not So Historical
You know, I in good conscience could have ended the post there. The Parkway beer selection alone is good enough to make it a worthwhile destination. Even if the place had only one bathroom, wobbly tables, and a staff consisting of one Brett Michaels I would still consider it a wonderful stop along the Gritty City Express. Not long ago that was a frighteningly close description of this bar-in-a-house, but the Parkway has become so much more in just the past eight or nine years in which I’ve been privy to its existence. Once a grimy space-challenged room with few taps and low popcorn ceilings, the Parkway is now a shiny cathedral for hop worshippers to pay homage to the religion that is craft beer.
That’s right folks, Dirty Oscar’s Annex has a new morning menu showcasing some of Tacoma’s most unique and savory breakfast offerings. We went and shot some video and are putting the final touches on for a weekend unveiling. Head our way this weekend for a close look at these amazing breakfast treats!
The GCF boys get greasy at Marcia’s Silver Spoon.
On Roads, Magical
South Tacoma Way is a yellow brick road of sorts. Along this long and winding path through the Nalley Valley you’ll encounter giant teapots, dusty flea markets and more used car dealerships than you can shake a broomstick at. There was even a monkey at one point at the B&I. Although it didn’t fly. And it wasn’t a monkey, it was a gorilla. The only significant difference really is that there’s no wizard at the end of this yellow brick road, just Lakewood. Which is worse. So much worse.
[Ah, it's so nice to be able to be the giver of the regional jokes for once, rather than the recipient. Suck it Lakewood.]
One of the locations you’ll find on South Tacoma Way is Marcia’s Silver Spoon. It’s a bit divey, but what on South Tacoma Way isn’t? As Adam and I pulled up outside Marcia’s we were greeted by an empty can of Steel Reserve, a likely welcome for any place within stone’s throw of the Java Jive. I’d never given the exterior much thought before, and after some long glances I felt equally void of thought. Totally nondescript. The signage hadn’t been changed in a couple weeks and it’s hard to tell where Marcia’s ends and the Lucky Silver Cafe begins. What’s the story there anyway? They must be related right? This area wasn’t exactly renowned for its abundance in silver.
Perhaps I would have asked that question had I not been busy consuming an omelette the size of Toto.
We visit McKinley hill for a taste of the top at Top of Tacoma.
“Man, top of tacoma is really great. I mean, seriously guys, it’s fantastic.” ~Adam
When Adam uploads the photos for an entry, he sometimes leaves little messages to me. The quote above was his last such message. He never expected it to see the light of day, but there it is. It could be Adam being hyperbolic, or him sarcastically doing his best Derrick impression, but I think it’s genuine. Adam really friggin’ likes Top of Tacoma. Never mind the super attractive bartender/waitress who seemed incapable of comprehending my petty pleas for service (a running joke all night), or the hipster cook who looked at me like I was from Mars when I introduced myself as Derrick from GCF. ToT has good beer and excellent food, including some of the best sandwiches you’ll ever eat. I’m fairly certain it would be in Adam’s top five of restaurants he’d take with him to a deserted island. Although the logistics of that seem a bit complicated.
Frisko Freeze. You’ve seen it driving down Division on your way to work, maybe you’ve been there a time or two or you’re a lifer, any way you need to get back over there for a burger and a shake. We headed down with a few friends, stood in the cold, ate, chatted and shot some video. Sit back, watch our silly little video, then throw on a coat and head down to Frisko Freeze to get your own greasy delights.
As always, head down, stand in line just to let them know you heard of them from us and receive nothing! Except a good burger!
1201 Division Ave Tacoma, WA 98403-1317
A Recap of our joint birthday extravaganza on 6th Ave
Adam’s and my birthday are the 20th and 21st of November, respectively. This is perfect fodder for all sort of sordid and exciting joint birthdays in the future, but our first foray into this – celebrated a couple weeks ago across much of 6th Ave – was relatively tame all things considered. We convinced nearly 30 friends and relatives to join us on a crawl which started at Masa and ended in disarray, with 8 different restaurants visited in between. Each location had a “required” drink and food purchase. Whoever crossed the most items off their to-do list was crowned the unofficial GCF badass of the night. This write up is a recap of that evening with highlights, lowlights, and hopefully a few words of wisdom from one blogger who’s twenties are officially behind him.
Adam’s got a couple more year of irresponsibility and debauchery ahead of him however.