Skipper's Galley
David Johnson
In article <5jhbpt$lct$1...@nadine.teleport.com>,
Don Scheidt <spam....@eatme.net> wrote:
>Memory lane time: anyone remember Skipper's Galley in West Seattle?
>No, nothing to do with a fast-food chain with a sorta similar name.
>This place was insane: the "appetizers and sides" were an entire
>meal unto themselves, all sorts of things: some cheeses, raw veggies,
>nuts, steamed potatoes and carrots, on and on and on... and then you
>ordered your entree. We won't see its like ever again. I remember it
>from about 17 years ago.
Oh, the horror! A group of four of us went to Skipper's
Galley once because of a friend's recommendation. What
were those pink balls? I remember the huge notebook that
served as the menu, with one page per entree, and yet
when we got the entrees, they all looked and tasted the
same. Massive quantities of food, most of it barely even
edible.
We went about 15 years ago. The highlight of the evening
was when the bill came (well over $100, which at that
time seemed awfully pricy for four) and it turned out
they didn't take credit cards. We couldn't scrounge up
enough cash between the four of us, so we had to leave
two hostages at the restaurant while the other two of
us went in search of a cash machine. Truly a memorable
evening.
--
Dave Johnson
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Burke Dykes
d...@cs.washington.edu (David Johnson) wrote:
>In article <5jhbpt$lct$1...@nadine.teleport.com>,
>Don Scheidt <spam....@eatme.net> wrote:
>>Memory lane time: anyone remember Skipper's Galley in West Seattle?
>>.......
>
>Oh, the horror! A group of four of us went to Skipper's
>Galley once because of a friend's recommendation. What
>were those pink balls? I remember the huge notebook that
>served as the menu, with one page per entree, and yet
>when we got the entrees, they all looked and tasted the
>same. Massive quantities of food, most of it barely even
>edible.
>
Skippers was an experience, I've seldom heard anyone extol the quality
of the food. What could you expect from a tiny shack (and that's
exactly what it was before the major upgrade) that listed half of the
world's known dishes on its massive menu. By the way, there was just
one menu-book in the old days--and you sat outside at a picnic table
and went over the book and made your choices. And once you got inside
and seated, remember balancing all of the dishes on those tiny tables?
No, the quality was missing but it was an experience.
Burke
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Philip Calhoun
Burke Dykes wrote:
<Snip>
> Skippers was an experience, I've seldom heard anyone extol the quality
> of the food. What could you expect from a tiny shack (and that's
> exactly what it was before the major upgrade) that listed half of the
> world's known dishes on its massive menu. By the way, there was just
> one menu-book in the old days--and you sat outside at a picnic table
> and went over the book and made your choices. And once you got inside
> and seated, remember balancing all of the dishes on those tiny tables?
>
> No, the quality was missing but it was an experience.
>
> Burke
Sounds like things had changed from Burke's experiences (only one
binder!). I remember the the high prices, but I'm a cheapscape, and I
tried to find it again a few years back, only to be disappointed. I
remember the cook (son of the owner?) who performed a nonstop motion to
keep everything cookin. I guess the attractiveness of the place was the
novelty/irony, success would clearly mean doom. You could not turn this
into a chain. I'm guessing the old man died and the son's wife asked
him why he was working so hard...
Don Scheidt
d...@cs.washington.edu (David Johnson) wrote:
>In article <5jhbpt$lct$1...@nadine.teleport.com>,
>Don Scheidt <spam....@eatme.net> wrote:
>>Memory lane time: anyone remember Skipper's Galley in West Seattle?
>Oh, the horror! A group of four of us went to Skipper's
>Galley once because of a friend's recommendation. What
>were those pink balls? I remember the huge notebook that
>served as the menu, with one page per entree, and yet
>when we got the entrees, they all looked and tasted the
>same. Massive quantities of food, most of it barely even
>edible.
Yep, right on the money! You forgot to mention the lady
who ran the dining room, "greeting" you at the door in her
deadpan monotone, and hollering at the help about every
trivial thing. The menu item descriptions were hilarious;
the most common term was "gooified", since they loved to
melt cheese all over everything, using the kitchen's
salamander.
The leftovers lasted for days, or until you got fed up and
threw 'em out. :-)
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> I used to eat at Skipper's Galley every time I went to Seattle in the 70's. The first times it was in a little shack, with Wally yelling at all the help and producing some of the best food I've ever eaten anywhere, including all over Europe. One time we had to wait four hours before getting in, but it was worth every minute of it. And the prices were good, considering what you got. Later on they expanded it and Wally quit doing all the cooking, and it wasn't so good any more. I'm grieved to learn that he and his wife have both passed away. But not everyone I took there liked it so much, mostly the ordinary fast-food types. Sorry for them, and for the rest of you who couldn't appreciate it.
raymond...@gmail.com
Can anyone recall the exact address of Skipper’s Galley? I recently acquired a door from the Log Cabin museum and I suspect it was from this restaurant. The door has a stained glass window and a brass sign that says “Even a hog cleans his plate. Galley Queen #2”.
Jizzy Dee
> Can anyone recall the exact address of Skipper’s Galley? I recently acquired a door from the Log Cabin museum and I suspect it was from this restaurant. The door has a stained glass window and a brass sign that says “Even a hog cleans his plate. Galley Queen #2”.