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Coyle bakeshop

What a delicious surprise! I wanted to go to this place only because I saw beautiful food pictures on Instagram. Since then I have gone several times.

It is located north of Green Lake in Greenwood. If it is your neighborhood, lucky you!

The croissants and Pains au chocolat are simply perfect. I don’t like puff pastry when it is too buttery, but these are perfectly crispy, flaky and soft inside. I think they are the best in Seattle!

For lunch, the first time I went with a friend, we had a fantastic salad and shared a delicious Ham and cheese croissant. I wanted to try savory pastries and take some home but they were almost sold out at noon!

The chandelier brings a nice touch in this modern but cozy atmosphere and I really liked the pendants along the window.

Coyle’s bakeshop 8300 Greenwood Ave N,

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Couple’s last wish, a city pocket park

Couple’s last wish: to turn their West Seattle home into a city pocket park

When I read this story in the Seattle Times I immediately liked it.

A West Seattle Couple wished that after their deaths, their land in West Seattle would be donated to the city to make a “pocket park”. It is a nice lot with a great view on the Puget Sound and Olympics. Their daughters agreed. The house has already been demolished and the pocket park will be ready soon to welcome people who would like to rest on benches and enjoy the view of the Olympics.

But why donate their piece of land to the city?

As read in the Seattle times, the husband “considered himself a lucky man that the King County commissioners had unanimously decided that property auctioned because of unpaid taxes would be sold only to veterans.” So he bought it for $100 in 1946 and decades later decided to “do what he thought was right”: give it back.

This notion of giving back may not be at first understandable.

Recently I read an article on line telling the story of anotherWest Seattle couple giving all their inheritance to the government of the United Seattle. People commented that they were crazy, that they should have made a donation to a charity, and so on and so forth… But when I read the story, it really made sense. Coming from Czechoslovakia, this man had survived forced concentration camps as a teenager during World War II.

After his family died there, he immigrated to the United States, where he acquired citizenship and began a great life. He was thankful for his freedom and wanted to give back to the United States of America!

At the corner of SW Willow street and 39th ave SW