Can't say I ever had a good experience there. Don't tell me the Black Cat is still in business too?

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And on and on.

Good riddance crappy hippy food emanating from a dark kitchen (ALWAYS a bad sign).

Seriously, if they do it right, a really good authentic Italian place would be wonderful!

And you can do vegan Italian fairly easily, by the way. Pasta, tomatoes, garlic, basil, most real Italian food is not meat-heavy at all, and nothing like a nice lemon chicken braised with herbs like in Firenze!

Can't wait!

Vegan bacon and eggs, anyone?

I was shocked that they survived the storefront renovations that happened in the last year or so, to be honest.

When she questioned this decision, he threatened to 86 her. They HAD been friendly until that point but he just ranted and raved about the asshole customers and the like.

The man didn't want the business to continue. It was once a great place, but it was done.

On topic: I loved the wheat-free vegan pancakes... loaded with walnuts and bananas or blueberries. Good coffee, too. The tofu fajitas were my favorite lunch on the hill until they removed the griddle a month or two ago—two huge, healthy, delicious meals worth for $8. This is sad news. What this city doesn't need is another meat-heavy Italian (or French for that matter) restaurant.

Vegetarian food is generally high preparation, a few veggie burgers here and there are just need a microwave and viola! Sustenance, although with too much salt!

Seriously, we aren't deluding ourselves, we've been taught to eat American and doing our best to accomidate.

Who cares ... some of us vegetarians are JUST fine the way we are. If you had to pick me out of a crowd, I would be the LAST one you thought would be a vegetarian.

However vegan is something I will never do ...

Alchohol? I thought he was tweaking on something?

I used to go every now and then with my boyfriend, but one time we went and that guy was there and he screamed at his employees and some of the customers the whole time we were there.

I never wanted to be within 100 feet of that guy ever again.

Too bad he didn't sell it to someone who wasn't a whiny douche.

I mourn the loss of any independent business in the city, but please tell me that he drank himself into bankruptcy and is living in a cardboard box. Please. I want to piss in that box.

ps
they had the best fucking cinnamon rolls in the city.

But, life changes, and turnover in the restaurant business is fairly high, as we all know.

The Sunlight sucks, too. Bad food, crappy/rude service to those of us who don't fit "the look" of Seattle (same thing with a lot of places on Capitol Hill). I gave Sunlight a few chances before giving up. Their rudeness borders on harassment. I may go again for a test and then file a complaint like those people who were treated like crap at a Dennys years ago. It was that bad (and humiliating), folks. Don't go! Oh, this happened to me at CC's once, too. A fat gay dude asked me for "my papers." Man, their are some mean people in Seattle.

I miss SilenceHeartNest in U District (I know they have relocated). Great service.

And that place before Wayward Cafe was great, tasty food. It is great now, too. Nice staff.

Man, there are some nice people in Seattle.

They were attempting to get upwards of $22-24/sf so it was a matter of time before the Globe folded. Their rent was something kind of cheap - I'm thinking $500-$600/month.

I called that Michael guy at the time and he was definitely pissed about the rent increase. He said it was something like "5 times higher" or whatever.

That's why everything in that entire square block is run down and/or turning over - remember the old record store? The corner mini-mart? Say goodbye to Bootyland next. and then the crummy laundromat, vacuum repair store, etc... will be renovated to justify the higher rent.

I just don't get how these people don't understand that you can't ask a business to pay the kind of rent that you arrived at by multiplying your investment times 2 years divided by your investors percent increase in profit. Look at the Trace. Same problem.

But, I used to date hippies for some sick reason (probably just the long hair) and so the Globe was necessary a few times.

However, about a month or so after the ownership changed, I ALWAYS got the shits after eating there. I ate there about twice a month, and without fail, stomache all afternoon...and it wasn't that I had had too much coffee or anything. It was horrible! I didn't want to believe that my favorite spot would give me the shits!

But it did (consistently) and it all began with the new ownership...ew ew ew.

I didn't have the sense to throw the book at him, which I should have done.

That dude was on crack, or at least social crack. I was a regular for awhile, but then I quit going after he would hit on my boyfriend and act downright mean to me (while we were together!).

Crazy asshole. God, now I want to stroll in there and tell him good riddance to his face. A little to aggressive for this town though.

Hair grows back, of course. vegan restaurants and rock clubs, maybe not so much...

I moved to Seattle two years ago from Manhattan and as a "Stranger" in Seattle I can't understand how anyone could eat at a creepy hippy dive like The Globe. Good riddance.

My girlfriend and I had brunch at the globe a year or two ago and it was quite possibly the nastiest most disgusting meal we've shared in this fair city. It gives vegan food a bad name (vegan food can be and usually is quite good, but a proliferation of crappy places like this ruin that reputation). I'd rather eat a sweat sock at the back of the #43 bus for breakfast than eat here again. It's that awful.

But I'd rather see vegan food in general wiped off the face of the planet rather than this little place. That's a non-sequitur, but it's really fucking early.

The poetry wasn't always good, but often it was, and it had a good, supportive community vibe. John Olsen would try out new work there and others, Doug Nufer, Marion Kimes, Paul Hunter, the crew.

You'd go to Red Sky when you couldn't stomache the absolute egomaniacalness of the slam.

Robin, the former owner, was the sweetest sweet heart that ever sweeted.

Ironically, the new owner cut the throat of Red Sky Poetry Theatre supposedly so as to save cash.

This makes me sad.

Seriously, my Seattle is gone.

there are plenty of creative ways to do vegetarian and vegan food without shaping tofu into 100 variations. i used to love the gravy til i went there and waited an hour for it only to get some brick-heavy biscuits with separated gravy that basically looked like glow-in-the-dark oil and water, with a few lumps of flour.

i liked the idea of the globe, but i bet the italian place will have more tasty vege-head variety.

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