I love how when I walk into the front door of the Olympic Hotel on my way to the bun bakery, nobody gives me a funny look. In Seattle, there are plenty of people who look just like me but can afford to stay at that hotel.
I love how when I walk into the front door of the Olympic Hotel on my way to the bun bakery, nobody gives me a funny look. In Seattle, there are plenty of people who look just like me but can afford to stay at that hotel.
I love it when I am walking out with my lunch from Belle Epicurean and they open the door for me!