We've combed the West for the very best flavor experiences, all worthy of a culinary pilgrimage
Photo by Peter Fish
Yes, you’ve got to snap a photo of the famous fish throwers, the world’s first Starbucks, and the 600-pound bronze pig. But to fully take it all in, stash the camera. Sniff down the trail of just-baked croissants and piroshkies. Listen to the creaky old floorboards, ferry foghorn, and street musicians’ medley, and inhale the salty Puget Sound air that gives your hair a little frizz and your skin a little shine. Indulge at classic arcade restaurants with worn booths and mountain views. Chat with farmers offering chin drip–juicy peach wedges and craftspeople selling handmade everything. And don’t leave without taking home the most spectacular armful of fresh flowers you’ll ever buy for $5. So go—soon and often—because the rows at Costco will never look the same, and because, as one of the first farmers’ markets in the West, Pike Place pretty much wrote the book on the feast of the senses.