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The Pulse: Berry Season

A hit card game and Venezuelan hot dogs

By Sarah Stackhouse August 8, 2025

A rectangular baking dish filled with fruit crumble sits next to a bowl of whipped cream, a whisk, a spoon, and a small cup of syrup—perfect for enjoying during berry season.
Photo courtesy of PCC Community Markets

It’s time to pick blackberries from that one overgrown corner of the neighborhood — you know the one. Strawberries are bright red and blueberries are fat and sweet, so be sure to hit up your local farmers market. August is doing exactly what it’s supposed to, and we’ve still got a few weeks left to pretend time isn’t real.

Here’s what’s going on around town…

Fido Hot Dogs in Wallingford is serving Venezuelan-style hot dogs out of a tire shop parking lot. Yes, please.

A Seattle teen just sold his homemade card game to a toy giant. He launched it at age 7. Extremely cool.

Two new tiny house villages are opening in Seattle this fall, with space for 100 people experiencing homelessness.

Alaska Airlines is launching nonstop flights to Reykjavik and London next spring, part of its big international expansion out of Seattle.

Here’s a handy PCC guide to summer fruit desserts. Bookmark it.

This Italian espresso bar in Edmonds is so pretty it makes me want to dress up and sip a fancy espresso and pretend I’m much classier than I actually am.

Sea stars are melting and after a decade of mystery, scientists finally figured out why.

Revive I-5 is only halfway done. The traffic, however, is fully cooked.

A Tuscan olive oil startup lost its U.S. market to Trump-era tariffs. (The olive oil is delicious.)

Kraken forward John Hayden and Buoy the mascot were charged by a grizzly bear during a fishing trip in Alaska. All good, no injuries — just another reason to leave the mascots at home.

Wildfire smoke is like smoking half a pack a day.

There was an orange sports car–boat hybrid at Seafair, and the people driving it were clearly having the time of their lives.

And here’s Uwajipedia. Don’t know how I ever lived without it.

Reader Comment of the Week:

On our story about Seattle being named the most walkable city in the U.S. by Travel + Leisure.

Instagram comment from user "dr_3dnut" reads: "most swimmable city," with a small profile image of a puppet character raising its arms.

Thanks for the laugh. Seattle might be walkable for visitors, but swimmers know where the real action is.

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