Mom and I landed in Anchorage the afternoon of September 25th. We checked into our hotel and spent that evening having dinner with an old friend of mine who had been helping me coordinate some of the Alaska logistics long distance.
I had an idyllic place picked out on Jewell Lake (one of the MANY lakes that are in the municipality of Anchorage) where I had imagined Betty running wild and free. Unfortunately the day after we arrived, the place fell through. So now I had the unexpected challenge of finding a place to live in three days time before my job started. The hunt commenced. Luckily I found a place quickly, and the fun of exploring Anchorage again was able to resume while I still had a few days left with mom.
We drove downtown to have brunch at one of our favorite, long-time Anchorage eateries, Sacks (formerly Sacks on 5th, as it’s on 5th Avenue). This is a chic little cafe with great food, beautiful local Alaskan art and a good, chill vibe. It’s a little bit fancy for Anchorage, but mom and I felt right at home.
I was dreaming of coffee and brunch – two of my favorite things about life.
Mom was dreaming of the Lemon Crème Brule. Would they still have it over fifteen years later?
Mom was pleased!
With food for fuel we decided that day to do some walking around downtown. Anchorage’s downtown is pretty small, it’s easily covered in a few hours – with frequent stops and shopping.
It was the perfect after lunch stroll we needed to get reacquainted with our old home town.