6 Seattle Food Myths That Need to Die

3. Seattle Cantinas should be avoided.

Just ‘cause we aren’t 300 yards from the border doesn’t mean we don’t have a select few restaurants that can serve up quality Mexican food. Head to El Camion Adentro. They’ve progressed from their early, humble, food truck beginnings to populating a number of endearing brick-n-mortar establishments throughout the city. El Camion Adentro reminds you that gut-melting Mexican food is worth it when adobada burritos and cheesy mulitas are in the mix.

4. We’re not serious about our pie.

Yes, we’re coffee-wielding cowboys, but that doesn’t mean we don’t enjoy a greased-up cheesy slice of ‘za. We’re a state with 251+ breweries spread over mountain range, lake, and sound. There’s a simple equation in life, and that is: lots of (good) beer = lots of (good) pizza.

5. Beth’s Café is the best hangover killer/brunch spot.

The servings are massive rubbery mounds, the bacon’s burnt black, and the walls suffocate under the weight of a thousand Crayola-illustrated drawings that are unnerving as fuck. The impossibly large platters are like all you can eat 24/7 Vegas buffets. Instead, head to 5 Point Cafe. It’s a swell 24/7 breakfast and bar spot downtown ran by amiable alcoholics, serving hungry alcoholics since 1929. Because who doesn’t feel like having a 16 oz. Rainier and a chicken fried steak after a long night?

6. You’ve gotta’ eat a bag of Dicks.

You think you’re funny or something? And you probably don’t even have any cash on you. What kind of burger spot only takes cash? Dick’s is not a Seattle version of In-N-Out Burger. With a mere four burger varieties, fries with the skin kept on, and unmemorable shakes, there’s no reason you shouldn’t save your cash and seek out the golden arches. At least indulge your unhealthy proclivities at a place with some variety on the menu.