Shameless enodorsements of past workplaces: Flying Fish is the everloving shit. 80% plus local, seasonal produce directly from farmers, fish so fresh it's pissed that you're butchering it, and a menu that changes daily (the small plates are the real gold.) market street grill in ballard has a new chef, but I have a feeling that the quality is at least as high as it ever was. Other endorsements: Le panier, the honey hole, and bimbo's bitchin' burrito kitchen. Those are the places that got my day off business. Join the tries, buy a zagat, be adventurous and try whatever strikes your fancy.