Don’t fucking tell me it doesn’t rain “that much” in Seattle all you darling Pacific Northwest lying-ass bitches. Seriously, it’s like living in a puddle. I’ll forgive the shitty constant drizzle only due to the excellent array of plant-based food options. What Seattle lacks in sunshine, it makes up for in an abundance of vegetarian friendly dining establishments. I’m a homing pigeon for crunchy, granola, hippy, super specific vegetarian food, and this city provides more than a few dope places for an herbivore to land. At Chaco Canyon Organic Cafe the lentil burger looked like a turd, but tasted delightful. Casual and unpretentious, come prepared to place an order at the counter and bus your own mess. Come equally prepared to chow down on filling fresh veggie goodness. A respectable B+.Next up, the adorably odd Star Life on the Oasis Café, step into a cute little house, decorated with quirky found furniture, and manned by “Wings,” a super nice guy with killer knife skills. The beautifully fresh veggie sandwich filled my tummy full for the whole day, and the self-serve loose tea bar is a tea drinker’s dream. A-We waffled on whether or not to hit up Araya’s Vegetarian Place, an all vegetarian Thai restaurant. I like my food to punish me and Araya’s served up the 4 star spicy all right. We were sweating balls after the delicious and impressively presented Tom Yum soup. My dinner companion over estimated his spice tolerance and struggled to finish his meal, but that was his own damn fault for writing a spicy check his non-Thai ass couldn’t cash. Amateur. Overall, a solid B.