Ballard - Features

By Amanda Knox

I love the end of the year, if simply because there are enough holidays crammed together that many relatives and friends who are spread far and wide actually have the time off to travel and visit home. One such friend, a…MORE

By Peggy Sturdivant The day after Christmas I was in the Golden Gardens parking lot at 8:10 a.m. (late) holding my yogurt granola and an Americano. The sky was pink, hinting at the presence of a sun after the month’s record-breaking rain.

By Jeanne Kohl-Welles

By the time you read this, I already will have resigned from the state Senate and taken office as an elected member of the King County Council for District 4, succeeding my dear friend, Council Chair Larry Phillips,…MORE

By Peggy Sturdivant One of my most faithful readers won’t want to read this column--because it’s about her. Until two days before Christmas 2015 Gerry Hansen and I had never met. We’d been exchanging written words; mine were delivered via Ballard…MORE

By Katy Wilkens, MS, RD

On these cold, rainy days, I have been craving that wonderful Vietnamese soup called pho (pronounced “fuh”).

A few years ago a colleague and I did a home visit to one of my patients. His lovely Vietnamese…MORE

By Bob Jepperson

Twelve year old Ruth Andersen skimmed across the frosty surface at the Ballard Ice Arena wearing the hockey skates that her mother bought for her at the Goodwill store. Ruth loved figure skating with her girlfriends, and…MORE

By Pat Cashman

I was watching an old movie on TV a couple of nights ago. A gangster was being pursued by the cops---aren’t they always? So he went to a plastic surgeon and got his face changed. They do it all the time in the movies.…MORE

By Amanda Knox

I realize that in many of my most recent columns—engaging with subjects like grief, political frustration, introspection, stillness—I may be coming across as a bit of a Debbie Downer. No, I don’t suffer from SAD (seasonal…MORE

By Peggy Sturdivant

I’m still confused about the pony. That sentence sums up what was either an extraordinary day in Ballard or the new normal. In which the senior center is packed for lunch because of the visiting Seahawks contingent, men…MORE

By Amanda Knox

Yoga taught me that a full breath comes in four parts. Breathe in, pause, breathe out, pause. The all important pauses are ever easily glossed over by the eager amateur, like myself.

It’s a weakness of mine,…MORE