tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269638768477196702024-02-19T15:41:41.785-08:00PDX Gluttoneating my way through portland, ORA. A. Snookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14453614418989039740noreply@blogger.comBlogger80125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726963876847719670.post-14545724051680600412011-09-06T16:55:00.000-07:002011-09-06T17:31:56.179-07:00Salt and Straw: ice cream like you've never had it...So this place just opened up a couple, few weeks ago up on <span style="font-size:130%;">NE Alberta St</span>. I heard that they had some rather<span style="font-size:180%;"> interesting</span> <span style="font-size:130%;">ice cream</span> choices - my hearsay coming from people who had ordered flavors such as Pear and Bleu Cheese, and Three Berry Barbecue (baked beans, to be exact).<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXj-Ulqcj85piyQuX8zR6Ad9p6f7WVC3EhJUMGxouFlLIv4CctRsnkUTDmmsLdjfXA3zcEmDQORE6yybO_NLhPLneO82CDzRJAr74YxPoy4SYZsaylu5Mp1xAI776dJW2VonpbJzLgUXEl/s1600/saltstraw1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 510px; height: 381px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXj-Ulqcj85piyQuX8zR6Ad9p6f7WVC3EhJUMGxouFlLIv4CctRsnkUTDmmsLdjfXA3zcEmDQORE6yybO_NLhPLneO82CDzRJAr74YxPoy4SYZsaylu5Mp1xAI776dJW2VonpbJzLgUXEl/s320/saltstraw1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649406765497057730" border="0" /></a><br /><br />So, on a <span style="font-size:180%;">September</span> <span style="font-size:130%;">day</span> <span style="font-size:100%;">such</span> <span style="font-size:85%;">as</span><span style="font-size:78%;"> this</span>, it seemed like a perfect idea to pick up my lovely cousin <span style="font-size:130%;">Kate</span> (also featured <a href="http://pdxglutton.blogspot.com/2010/03/st-honore-bakery.html">here</a>), and her two and a half month-old baby, <span style="font-size:180%;">Xavier</span>, and take them out for ice cream. Isn't he darling?<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdzFIZXKhmD2jEQOREI-391OjDOiVmgGTFSGCJtvAT38EP_u0M_Lt2TQyX4aYVbyxpF3hsOcgZatA3PjtXoxzhi6BV9Af4arDUls83qoftWjYa7hVxIZYxJNJMbexq7GtEcLcebVxu01w5/s1600/saltstraw5.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 427px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdzFIZXKhmD2jEQOREI-391OjDOiVmgGTFSGCJtvAT38EP_u0M_Lt2TQyX4aYVbyxpF3hsOcgZatA3PjtXoxzhi6BV9Af4arDUls83qoftWjYa7hVxIZYxJNJMbexq7GtEcLcebVxu01w5/s320/saltstraw5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649406784486695874" border="0" /></a><br /><br />It's a cute little shop, very <span style="font-size:130%;">rustic</span>, with all sorts of old ice cream cans and <span style="font-size:180%;">wooden </span><span style="font-size:130%;">crates</span> and <span style="font-size:180%;">churns</span> and such.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_j_l3wtgaDBACvn0VI3Pd-hr3rPY5rPq2MoR5RZRsDvrt8dKluIyASx1d0akZjgnITS5870qIC76AtWOVGskoIy6bDWnB-JxwwGmeM7_OtqAAIieKhnePMdmnPHhiEgvzC3E1RUzvDFxl/s1600/saltstraw2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 476px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_j_l3wtgaDBACvn0VI3Pd-hr3rPY5rPq2MoR5RZRsDvrt8dKluIyASx1d0akZjgnITS5870qIC76AtWOVGskoIy6bDWnB-JxwwGmeM7_OtqAAIieKhnePMdmnPHhiEgvzC3E1RUzvDFxl/s320/saltstraw2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649406774709994450" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Indeed, there was <span style="font-size:180%;">Pear and Bleu Cheese</span>, and <span style="font-size:180%;">Three Berry Barbecue</span>. I sampled some of their <span style="font-size:180%;">Lemon Basil Sorbet </span>(which I will get an entire scoop of, upon my return) and ordered a scoop of their<span style="font-size:130%;"> Honey Balsamic Strawberry</span> with <span style="font-size:130%;">Cracked Pepper</span>. Dad ordered the <span style="font-size:130%;">Pomegranate Vinegar milkshake</span> (they also offer "drinking vinegars," which I shall also have to try). Kate had a dish of<span style="font-size:180%;"> Banana Walnut </span>with<span style="font-size:180%;"> Spicy Monkey Caramel</span>.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0Zf6r8z4grDGnYvh7fT5S9BwK_yulIY2LgnoL8-xJa3HMoB6CNj1kwJkBxJrmiVgFrYP3iAe2yc9f2CclDco3BtI_iMO2pSgR4idRz5_p79EqRz9Rf4_TUpRLyd6_Y0Aaf-f2kqphtRe-/s1600/saltstraw3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 424px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0Zf6r8z4grDGnYvh7fT5S9BwK_yulIY2LgnoL8-xJa3HMoB6CNj1kwJkBxJrmiVgFrYP3iAe2yc9f2CclDco3BtI_iMO2pSgR4idRz5_p79EqRz9Rf4_TUpRLyd6_Y0Aaf-f2kqphtRe-/s320/saltstraw3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649406776793879650" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I would HIGHLY recommend that you check this place out, probably several times, as <span style="font-size:130%;">you'll</span> <span style="font-size:130%;">most likely want to try everything</span>!A. 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Snookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14453614418989039740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726963876847719670.post-42195335336320415032011-09-01T16:08:00.000-07:002011-09-06T16:12:06.644-07:00Staccato Gelato : espresso<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFkLXGbQPSiiM_SaJp6mt-r5gAUaK0IfbnnWk4EU8Sf4C6oWNmptU03IbHwti9B-XuE7f9-q2V8ikPJMbAlWRoL90SC7upEJP2wlQwyenUSQbSl2OJYhYaidMgGexO0dshkC10_tTjwO4e/s1600/espresso1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFkLXGbQPSiiM_SaJp6mt-r5gAUaK0IfbnnWk4EU8Sf4C6oWNmptU03IbHwti9B-XuE7f9-q2V8ikPJMbAlWRoL90SC7upEJP2wlQwyenUSQbSl2OJYhYaidMgGexO0dshkC10_tTjwO4e/s320/espresso1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649388144919333330" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Dad and I stopped by for a latte or two at this little ice cream shop in Sellwood, while we were waiting around for Dad's CSA veggies.<br /><br />I didn't get a chance to try any of their gelato this time, but I will be back! They had the most beautiful, richly colored gelatos I've ever seen!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkrtpu7NJ3wrZSjHSq6ZAKwq4UlKYNgCLAgL2GvP23Xn_knZri-0Obqmq9PmttLsHbxcpt8kmaSzpedsLSclqoY4ZQkLE6PPFIw1H3_vFf2nsQml7RxrXC2Hk__YNKzaDs2itOWJEjSuKs/s1600/espresso2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkrtpu7NJ3wrZSjHSq6ZAKwq4UlKYNgCLAgL2GvP23Xn_knZri-0Obqmq9PmttLsHbxcpt8kmaSzpedsLSclqoY4ZQkLE6PPFIw1H3_vFf2nsQml7RxrXC2Hk__YNKzaDs2itOWJEjSuKs/s320/espresso2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649388151285472946" border="0" /></a>A. A. Snookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14453614418989039740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726963876847719670.post-59339908270462176492011-08-31T19:44:00.000-07:002011-08-31T20:24:30.658-07:00Itty Bitty Blackberry Cobbler
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<br />On my way home from work, I often pass a patch of blackberries that no one but the birds ever seem to eat. Occasionally, if there is a significant handful ready for the plucking, I take advantage. Usually I wolf them down before my feet have scarce reached the next block.
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<br />Today, I managed to get all these beauties home:
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<br />Not nearly as impressive as my mom's blackberry-picking pursuits down in S. Oregon -- 6 full pies worth -- but my cobbler is cuter. :)
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<br />A. A. Snookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14453614418989039740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726963876847719670.post-66458826841360441242011-08-30T20:04:00.000-07:002011-08-31T20:03:46.229-07:00Southpark
<br />I spent my day off rambling around downtown with my mom today! She suggested that we go to the restaurant "with the big brass fish sticking out of the building." Why not? So we found Southpark seafood grill (which, coincidentally, is on SW Salmon St. downtown) and settled ourselves at a lovely patio table with a striped umbrella.
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<br />Since I read about cold soups and gazpacho in the Oregonian Food Day last week, I have been thinking I should set about trying some! Crazy random happenstance: Southpark had a delicious Heirloom Tomato Gazpacho on their menu. Here you see my mom modeling it:
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<br />Otherwise, I had an Oregon bay shrimp and avocado pita wrap. The balance of the two turned out really well, actually. The wrap was creamy, and the soup was tangy. Good stuff!
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<br />A. A. Snookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14453614418989039740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726963876847719670.post-59582522533855757902011-08-28T19:22:00.000-07:002011-08-28T20:00:00.802-07:00Ramen w/ Lemon Herb Cream Sauce
<br />So, there is this phenomenon that occurs, in which college students tend to be poor. Amazing, isn't it? Quite a common ailment.
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<br />In such cases as these, it behooves one ("one" being the college student, and in this <span style="font-style: italic;">particular </span>case: me) to eat Top Ramen from time to time. As most of you who have eaten Top Ramen know, it is not a particularly delicious or healthful food.
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<br />BUT! I am here to bring you glad tidings, and tell you that, with a little creativity, and some help from yummy food staples, ramen can be quite good.
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<br />The rest is pretty simple. Instead of water for the ramen, use milk, and use like a third cup less liquid than the ramen "recipe" always calls for. Add a little pat of butter - this helps the sauce congeal. My friends tell me I should not use that word when discussing food, but it so perfectly describes what I want my pasta sauce to do! "Coagulate" is my only acceptable alternative, and I have a feeling they wouldn't like that one, either.
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<br />In any case. I put some thyme and rosemary from my garden into the sauce, and squeezed about a third of a lemon in as well. (I really made this up as I went).
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<br />And here is the end result! The salad is spinach, and snap peas, with tomatoes from my little garden! Usually I don't condone my food touching, but for the sake of aesthetics...
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<br />A. A. Snookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14453614418989039740noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726963876847719670.post-66683757543591489032011-08-22T19:37:00.000-07:002011-08-22T21:04:44.945-07:00Home life: Mango salad, rosemary cod<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMdQf3h4tQCmABDtX9jWyVKv4Lqh_zx-OAEazIzPMygUvYHtceDOmmHrlKDs8_U5EnbF1dzY_CSELew9VI-aLt2V12DknwICf7sGVAgnyxhJZsPTv8UCAMM_bEGPh99RUGAdaAM7kxvnTq/s1600/mangosalad.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 407px; height: 302px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMdQf3h4tQCmABDtX9jWyVKv4Lqh_zx-OAEazIzPMygUvYHtceDOmmHrlKDs8_U5EnbF1dzY_CSELew9VI-aLt2V12DknwICf7sGVAgnyxhJZsPTv8UCAMM_bEGPh99RUGAdaAM7kxvnTq/s320/mangosalad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643877143397444162" border="0" /></a>
<br />So, I am poor. You know how college students are.
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<br />In lieu of going out this week, I have decided to provide you, dear gluttonous readers, with something of my own design: this mango and red pepper and spinach salad which I made up, well, today.
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<br />It contains Trader Joe's mangoes (thank you guys for the spark for the idea!), red pepper slices, and spinach leaves. I also made a mango vinaigrette (more of a chutney, really) with finely diced mango slices, lime juice, white wine, and a dash of olive oil.
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<br />The fish is Alaskan cod, which I pan-seared with rosemary and thyme from my garden, and dill and pepper and such! Turned out pretty well if I do say so myself.
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<br />A. A. Snookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14453614418989039740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726963876847719670.post-51846856876154006972011-08-10T22:22:00.000-07:002011-08-22T22:28:35.105-07:00Hawthorne Cafe<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXrJr-13OjCRzRo05F1Pd2SAfVL7faO1dBNIXpzIQ0U1_0MBC_45rzQKjU_fylhOhdYsD9SPVuMl49RZJsPc02FCLoRsG6hmasYjmKI6SDDLYakaAjYXdijVRwcRcDTsPf6HfHHfSeqyK7/s1600/Hawthorne+Cafe.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXrJr-13OjCRzRo05F1Pd2SAfVL7faO1dBNIXpzIQ0U1_0MBC_45rzQKjU_fylhOhdYsD9SPVuMl49RZJsPc02FCLoRsG6hmasYjmKI6SDDLYakaAjYXdijVRwcRcDTsPf6HfHHfSeqyK7/s320/Hawthorne+Cafe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643918993859698786" border="0" /></a>
<br />While shopping for a gig bag for my octave mandolin, I stopped by the Hawthorne Cafe. It's a very cute, quaint little place, rather like a cottage by the sea. There is an outdoor patio seating area, and their indoor seating area has tons of windows and lots of light. Perfect for a morning coffee.
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<br />A. A. Snookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14453614418989039740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726963876847719670.post-64546246616785975562011-08-01T12:34:00.000-07:002011-08-22T23:05:31.339-07:00Mekong
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<br />So, my dad and I thought it would be interesting, based on today's experience, to see what studies have been done, or to do a study on what makes a restaurants tick.
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<br />After checking out bikes at Sellwood Cycle & Repair, we asked the girl who worked there which food places were the best, in the area. She directed us to Jade Teahouse and Patisserie, just down the street. It was absolutely packed. We decided it would take too long to order, so we meandered back down toward the shop to see what else there was to be found.
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<br />We found Mekong, which is a great little Vietnamese restaurant right across from the bike shop. It was almost empty; there were two people eating inside. The food was pretty good -- I had the grilled garlic shrimp skewers, and Dad ordered some appetizer rolls, and chicken skewers.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjkXay1pbPkeCDtGDgQpfftt2KFTEQIS7tUHXfMEaIgEsxvQhzg-pzyAUxJ6STA6D9xOvEVxQRyZBX-VUhbUf5u0o_THOoCiG9Dpa4pjA0ad0fVdCFUFvHtY2_VjM8458tZTqvFqNWDVHI/s1600/Mekong2.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjkXay1pbPkeCDtGDgQpfftt2KFTEQIS7tUHXfMEaIgEsxvQhzg-pzyAUxJ6STA6D9xOvEVxQRyZBX-VUhbUf5u0o_THOoCiG9Dpa4pjA0ad0fVdCFUFvHtY2_VjM8458tZTqvFqNWDVHI/s320/Mekong2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643923342848539314" border="0" /></a>
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<br />The interesting thing is that, even though it was right across the street, and had pretty decent food, and was in basically the same location as Jade, Mekong was empty at lunchtime, and Jade was overcrowded, and the first recommendation to come from the bike girl's mouth.
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<br />Any thoughts? Ideas? Answers? Have you noticed this elsewhere?
<br />A. A. Snookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14453614418989039740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726963876847719670.post-72174989486355536692011-07-26T11:56:00.000-07:002011-07-26T12:11:29.113-07:00Skamania LodgeAll right, so it's not exactly Portland. Heck, it's not even Oregon. But these pancakes were too gorgeous (no pun intended) and too delicious not to blog.<br /><br />So I went to a bluegrass festival this last weekend in Stevenson, WA. I love this festival, I've been going to it since I was eight years old. Friday morning my camp mates and I decided to take a little walk, and eat at Skamania Lodge. I ordered these raspberry granola pancakes that came with cinnamon butter.<br /><br />There's nothing quite like waking up after a night of jamming, taking a little jaunt, and eating fresh raspberry pancakes with a view of the Columbia Gorge on a sunny summer day. I think I may just do this again next year!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSvsYqNAI_E_rwIH7s-7baSDiROnyE_Cz5zglXKAgfyzBdflZ6PkoKGtiLAWzo92kIsW4DlnkZGUzUY_Vt-TX4d6xW_uOMSUOf4qLs9ZKl5uDfXhdpvRekvDEP0AQSC0yQrJrbQhSo0kNE/s1600/stevenson11.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 329px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSvsYqNAI_E_rwIH7s-7baSDiROnyE_Cz5zglXKAgfyzBdflZ6PkoKGtiLAWzo92kIsW4DlnkZGUzUY_Vt-TX4d6xW_uOMSUOf4qLs9ZKl5uDfXhdpvRekvDEP0AQSC0yQrJrbQhSo0kNE/s320/stevenson11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633738476148456402" border="0" /></a>A. A. Snookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14453614418989039740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726963876847719670.post-37724293826832233802011-07-15T23:46:00.000-07:002011-07-26T12:32:25.804-07:00Bagdad Pub: take II<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimd5cemCDqaVmDbJcjuC07QFDXD6_vpyBp50OgIsXaFUrc8Sbn-3IewrbbX-6S3w0nnVEyG0g8QfKhEGklyIxxLq818NXOobDDtjLlzjpBXMP8VbOq7P5IQoPy9LwzQ5Roi5uMZozIjeRS/s1600/mcmen.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimd5cemCDqaVmDbJcjuC07QFDXD6_vpyBp50OgIsXaFUrc8Sbn-3IewrbbX-6S3w0nnVEyG0g8QfKhEGklyIxxLq818NXOobDDtjLlzjpBXMP8VbOq7P5IQoPy9LwzQ5Roi5uMZozIjeRS/s320/mcmen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633745503283626978" border="0" /></a><br />Hawthorne is one of my favorite places in Portland thus far, so I tend to go there often. The Bagdad is such a great place, too. I love the open seating area, which is perfect for people watching, and catching an evening breeze.<br /><br />Walnut pomegranate dip was the deciding factor on tonight's menu. Three Faces of Eve comes with fresh-grilled flatbread, the aforementioned dip, feta-yogurt dip, and hummus, along with olives and pickled veggies. The feta-yogurt was absolutely scrumptious.<br /><br />Sorry for the fuzzy picture - I only had my phone camera on me!A. A. Snookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14453614418989039740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726963876847719670.post-60044123809833330412011-07-06T13:56:00.000-07:002011-07-26T14:03:35.815-07:00Mickey Finn's<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuQPq4Yjk-JTvVA9IfXRyui-fyErZCPxJ12kzhLRUEJT0dlUanpL6A68hqpaMQyymvzPbUbhJP8uGc7w-DhkYCNLXOVcWPPEwO-J78amqseSCsY3sf7dXxZZhYQpaZlAC8dPQx8D_2qnmh/s1600/mick.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 296px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuQPq4Yjk-JTvVA9IfXRyui-fyErZCPxJ12kzhLRUEJT0dlUanpL6A68hqpaMQyymvzPbUbhJP8uGc7w-DhkYCNLXOVcWPPEwO-J78amqseSCsY3sf7dXxZZhYQpaZlAC8dPQx8D_2qnmh/s320/mick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633769482132216146" border="0" /></a><br />Impromptu after work dining!<br /><br />I've never been to Mickey Finn's, even though it's so close. Today was one of those days where you just need... a grilled cheese sandwich. And that is exactly what I had.<br /><br />It was pretty tasty.A. A. Snookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14453614418989039740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726963876847719670.post-43340593305936282692011-06-23T19:12:00.000-07:002011-07-08T08:26:31.529-07:00Cafe Yumm!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR3ob9mb3xNWMgEnbt23g-N64OfK8y_zS-Z5GsTfczYNgyc1tl-CWftoq4IQ6btygqP83b06dliv2b8zcdrjj6oWWI7xieDAOm6pMr-JJXVRM_aWEUB5yHHCTnZfORXb5pgXc9hYln3E28/s1600/Cafeyumm1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR3ob9mb3xNWMgEnbt23g-N64OfK8y_zS-Z5GsTfczYNgyc1tl-CWftoq4IQ6btygqP83b06dliv2b8zcdrjj6oWWI7xieDAOm6pMr-JJXVRM_aWEUB5yHHCTnZfORXb5pgXc9hYln3E28/s320/Cafeyumm1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627003083555561794" border="0" /></a><br />For the sake of the uniqueness of Portland I tend to steer clear of chain restaurants, but it would be untrue to say that I NEVER visit them. It would also be untrue to say that they serve bad food just because they are a chain.<br /><br />Cafe Yumm! sits in the heart of Portland State University, and serves a variation of foods based around rice and beans.<br /><br />I got the chicken bento bowl. A little background on Bento: traditionally a Japanese cuisine, Bento is a meal consisting of rice, some sort of meat, and vegetables. Fancy word for "this is what I make for dinner every night, man." But Cafe Yumm! serves up a nice little bowl of Bento, for sure.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgksYMc0j-7TSq80Z0pxD3hMXgaae2uEkFFm3_l4Fvi2xlDR5Ygavt-u_W-vaJAv4sKYyb1J6Qa0vMfSH1VQ9cQvmFG_mJuD9GPELAe4wKj6A9rOI5R-Lyi2oU5EcgjyoDAOCiGY2vmNg4Q/s1600/cafeyumm2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgksYMc0j-7TSq80Z0pxD3hMXgaae2uEkFFm3_l4Fvi2xlDR5Ygavt-u_W-vaJAv4sKYyb1J6Qa0vMfSH1VQ9cQvmFG_mJuD9GPELAe4wKj6A9rOI5R-Lyi2oU5EcgjyoDAOCiGY2vmNg4Q/s320/cafeyumm2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627003089599909842" border="0" /></a><br /><br />My dad got a smoky bean soup, which was also quite delicious. All in all: affordable, pretty quick, and and interesting array of meals. Check it out!A. A. Snookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14453614418989039740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726963876847719670.post-79108247023053627142011-06-20T14:58:00.000-07:002011-07-08T02:45:02.459-07:00Bridgeport Ale House<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thegirlwholivedinhershoes.blogspot.com/"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggtT7y0k4qA9S4a-Rko4JRHvGjSpPGRjhJ_WjmnlUTQ5VfzaTuW5B-5ooDeb4Tsatm_-R97m_ge6kvP3ZZacjBzKqJTtZgHb-t2oYRuKiMOd6yZvUsOap3M0dFrsr_K-hHsbOZxRcjv3aH/s320/bridgeport1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626914410861837282" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >"Ha ha, what were we thinking?"</span></div><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">My friend <a href="http://thegirlwholivedinhershoes.blogspot.com/">Michelle </a>and I get bored sometimes, and dress up and go pretend we are trendy Portlanders instead of transplant retail clerks. We really are trendy Portlanders.<br /><br />I am really impressed (so far) with the microbreweries that populate this fair city. Thus, whenever I am presented with the "op</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >pour</span><span style="font-size:130%;">tunity," I try to patronize them. In the non-school marm definition of the word.<br /><br />Hawthorne St. is a difficult place to navigate when you're both hungry and indecisive. Eventually hunger wins and you point and click and end up insanely happy. Luckily, I pointed and clicked on Bridgeport. They are the lovely masterminds of such things as Cafe Negro, Hop Czar, and Blue Heron.<br /><br />I want to lay out a disclaimer for the photo below: yes, there were only two of us. No, we're not actually alcoholics. It's the indecisive thing again.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW7rfRX7WtAtbvcXhAeIrbH6y4pxG2NCNH47Bfqn9B5JUXJFi6Xhyphenhyphen1_XRmzww1lqTrtHL5ff-KHEHQvr1BIvD28NVFZjmLNecFkKyZ3iNx4vBdUW7GVLwqZVgL87GO4Fr59T-Ll2jF_cr-/s1600/bridgeport2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW7rfRX7WtAtbvcXhAeIrbH6y4pxG2NCNH47Bfqn9B5JUXJFi6Xhyphenhyphen1_XRmzww1lqTrtHL5ff-KHEHQvr1BIvD28NVFZjmLNecFkKyZ3iNx4vBdUW7GVLwqZVgL87GO4Fr59T-Ll2jF_cr-/s320/bridgeport2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626914415217182962" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br />Bridgeport offers this sample of all their house ales as one menu item, which is really a cool thing. However, the cups are not, like, shot glasses. So bring more people, or you'll end up wasting a lot of it, which is a sad thing. Our sampling came with Cafe Negro, Hop Czar, Stumptown Tart, Blue Heron, and a few others.<br /><br />They also have an amazing hummus platter. The olives are to die for.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGX7LlKLZVKGE9vNamGffbSjBIAJCLCNyg3QNh1WVXyIWLcuiqsm8Y3IH2KY4sqDd9IQqMeXtHAcCax5YH8syPjn3Qa1f4aHmMbel9YK2bvGZ1sQTmvI1MkVuUCZrwUuFAYbe3-VLT0YIX/s1600/bridgeport3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGX7LlKLZVKGE9vNamGffbSjBIAJCLCNyg3QNh1WVXyIWLcuiqsm8Y3IH2KY4sqDd9IQqMeXtHAcCax5YH8syPjn3Qa1f4aHmMbel9YK2bvGZ1sQTmvI1MkVuUCZrwUuFAYbe3-VLT0YIX/s320/bridgeport3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626914421695582754" border="0" /></a></span>A. A. Snookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14453614418989039740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726963876847719670.post-44943873362050740362011-06-11T22:24:00.000-07:002011-07-08T02:09:46.475-07:00Papaccino's<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvEUabL0lPT1z9xyKAdZM7-Zg7T-SyFxW5RvdeesZW0VGKe6MoEKkvV95UiFnmbXey3ITcWNm9ssKasLghCWnW0SEk3m4pkpVRwLlqL51KkivDK1cVz2wFV2xhze_YRM-9xcYzcR11QVQe/s1600/papaccinos1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvEUabL0lPT1z9xyKAdZM7-Zg7T-SyFxW5RvdeesZW0VGKe6MoEKkvV95UiFnmbXey3ITcWNm9ssKasLghCWnW0SEk3m4pkpVRwLlqL51KkivDK1cVz2wFV2xhze_YRM-9xcYzcR11QVQe/s320/papaccinos1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626905963452636658" border="0" /></a><br />Another frequent flier. I love this place. They make great coffee, they make awesome breakfast sandwiches, they have a cereal bar, they have a fireplace, they have crossword puzzle books, an open air human observatory (also known as outdoor seating), a ladies knitting group, local art, aaand, they are one of the sponsors of the Woodstock Farmer's Market.<br /><br />So, whether you're looking for some (fairly) quick, delicious food, a good cup of coffee, or a chair to fall asleep in on your lunch break and miss your clock-in time, Papaccino's is the place to go!<br /><br />The lovely sandwich you see gracing the top of this entry is a sausage, egg, and cheese bagel. Hot off the grill. Mm.A. A. Snookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14453614418989039740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726963876847719670.post-8717524762069594412011-06-07T22:17:00.000-07:002011-07-08T02:01:14.666-07:00Pizza Roma: frequent flier<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioixuZtlKXThOD3gfhUWlFYdJSE4F8UDXWdRReER2iETeM-ZShjdGuT7xNQhJD3FWszlKlnzz5jzQPJTkCZLH8-vAn1QMkXUXqqb6mhBVl8IgjncNhjCsgy76WNq-hJhrezvuCJFlYPw-X/s1600/pizza1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioixuZtlKXThOD3gfhUWlFYdJSE4F8UDXWdRReER2iETeM-ZShjdGuT7xNQhJD3FWszlKlnzz5jzQPJTkCZLH8-vAn1QMkXUXqqb6mhBVl8IgjncNhjCsgy76WNq-hJhrezvuCJFlYPw-X/s320/pizza1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626903602492054274" border="0" /></a><br />Since it's so close to home and my workplace, I go to Pizza Roma frequently. Between that and Papaccino's, I decided to start up a "frequent flier" line of blogs for the places that I go to the most.<br /><br />I love Pizza Roma because there is always something different. Always something with vegetables, always something tart - artichokes, for example, and something garlicky, something for ravenous carnivores, and of course: tons of cheese for lactose tolerant folks.<br /><br />This, for example, is something delicious with chicken and mushrooms and garlic and such. Probably cleverly named Garlic Chicken. :)A. A. Snookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14453614418989039740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726963876847719670.post-91809166842662470932011-05-31T01:06:00.000-07:002011-07-08T01:52:50.161-07:00Moonstruck, Yet AgainAfter sushi, right there on NW 23rd, you've gotta get Moonstruck (again).<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4p8g8BXaJUDMQJcnnJ1vmwcMgNOQN4IF5_ggVSzDS5XFstRjYDPUzg8jLn6CrNnYlTARXTTwcOdrQaZz-UiB5bemkBJs0INclBXy3CIoSWwPaqQ3jVgpRzzKzvH-phUiLua0VtR8dfR1P/s1600/moonstruck1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4p8g8BXaJUDMQJcnnJ1vmwcMgNOQN4IF5_ggVSzDS5XFstRjYDPUzg8jLn6CrNnYlTARXTTwcOdrQaZz-UiB5bemkBJs0INclBXy3CIoSWwPaqQ3jVgpRzzKzvH-phUiLua0VtR8dfR1P/s320/moonstruck1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626901699429274370" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This time I got a milk chocolate cow (he was so adorable, how could I resist?) and a Conquistador Hazelnut praline.<br /><br />The cow was all right. Get it for the cute factor, but the <a href="http://www.moonstruckchocolate.com/p-307-clear-creek-pear-brandy.aspx">Clear Creek Pear Brandy Truffle</a> is still the very best by Moonstruck!A. A. Snookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14453614418989039740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726963876847719670.post-10945114406546029272011-05-30T13:49:00.000-07:002011-07-08T01:46:14.065-07:00Yuki<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE2o2BIr2pkfUOTSnM5N4zQnR8knR-eeiP4JjfBMLQ19AWw0fjUyXKOOfaDiKim2jatCqIwb1DGswXLCwhiG2s_T2FzJcY7a3t7Z58l-Kw-ufqbrhZq5f1KRcqg-wKZptPAPqjlqggJ-H_/s1600/Yuki4.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE2o2BIr2pkfUOTSnM5N4zQnR8knR-eeiP4JjfBMLQ19AWw0fjUyXKOOfaDiKim2jatCqIwb1DGswXLCwhiG2s_T2FzJcY7a3t7Z58l-Kw-ufqbrhZq5f1KRcqg-wKZptPAPqjlqggJ-H_/s320/Yuki4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626899053380331986" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">We were in the mood for sushi. Which was a good thing, because we</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >got sushi. </span><span style="font-size:130%;">More sushi than I've ever had in my life. I think there was a little mixup with our order: somehow two soups turned into two of each other thing that we ordered.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2r3UgGW6fT63Fihm0LgJBK1Edh88f9deYHKOPG0lHEHYL5LkfQEG2wkkdo0kKBgejGOlUCJYc9WJyLH923E4K_dhQISA58ypGAdlkwLupuVr62vP59masH5Ys1phoCcU4JVgDNkuQyqhx/s1600/Yuki3.jpg"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwzbj3ynPHU4f-swIwRGttMgCYgJW1750h8852H5vtLMh34wKwlc2TCKZCyD1Y2uPY5FkZAvw8aEgwJ7zaZ53gK3Il4sMhoRLkpJfLpTyJ47CEuwaww4Zff3pkML8YUk6iKJdZb9nQjYQ2/s1600/Yuki5.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwzbj3ynPHU4f-swIwRGttMgCYgJW1750h8852H5vtLMh34wKwlc2TCKZCyD1Y2uPY5FkZAvw8aEgwJ7zaZ53gK3Il4sMhoRLkpJfLpTyJ47CEuwaww4Zff3pkML8YUk6iKJdZb9nQjYQ2/s320/Yuki5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626899060336916002" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwzbj3ynPHU4f-swIwRGttMgCYgJW1750h8852H5vtLMh34wKwlc2TCKZCyD1Y2uPY5FkZAvw8aEgwJ7zaZ53gK3Il4sMhoRLkpJfLpTyJ47CEuwaww4Zff3pkML8YUk6iKJdZb9nQjYQ2/s1600/Yuki5.jpg"><span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></span></span></a><span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB9viePYjJiqm9MofmfShsSBLhJGIvzoUvxF0nB3IbqCQviiYzWUvVGJz0qXzkkv7U4CGDzlMvyv2Wz-JRC8c6seVw82T92369wsaJXK_tbw-TcaDPw4Zvovqc6Kzkg1eAWaXPzbcn6iDT/s1600/Yuki2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB9viePYjJiqm9MofmfShsSBLhJGIvzoUvxF0nB3IbqCQviiYzWUvVGJz0qXzkkv7U4CGDzlMvyv2Wz-JRC8c6seVw82T92369wsaJXK_tbw-TcaDPw4Zvovqc6Kzkg1eAWaXPzbcn6iDT/s320/Yuki2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626899039354193778" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;">The miso soup is a visual delight, as well as being interestingly salty. When it was brought to us, it was just a cloud of yellowish soup, but as our conversati</span><span style="font-size:130%;">on waned and our attentions went back to our soup, it had settled down into a miniature contoured sea bed:<span style="font-size:130%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtvXFTMHJCUxKENukFJ_b3f_iE42OFIn5VWty12IZXp7hk-cQtHJ7TBLqheMfupiQt2iOEkAMKjPlphG-NcARXef0uX3ZKFJVx-REOGsh3Ey21r-JnqzE7dqNgbP99Urbiqt2v5yuzuNG8/s1600/yuki1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtvXFTMHJCUxKENukFJ_b3f_iE42OFIn5VWty12IZXp7hk-cQtHJ7TBLqheMfupiQt2iOEkAMKjPlphG-NcARXef0uX3ZKFJVx-REOGsh3Ey21r-JnqzE7dqNgbP99Urbiqt2v5yuzuNG8/s320/yuki1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626899042491292610" border="0" /></a></span><br /><br /><br /><br />As for the rest, we sampled avocado rolls, California rolls, spicy tuna, spicy salmon, tai, tako, and the Sake Bomb: spicy tuna with avocado, topped with salmon.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2r3UgGW6fT63Fihm0LgJBK1Edh88f9deYHKOPG0lHEHYL5LkfQEG2wkkdo0kKBgejGOlUCJYc9WJyLH923E4K_dhQISA58ypGAdlkwLupuVr62vP59masH5Ys1phoCcU4JVgDNkuQyqhx/s1600/Yuki3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2r3UgGW6fT63Fihm0LgJBK1Edh88f9deYHKOPG0lHEHYL5LkfQEG2wkkdo0kKBgejGOlUCJYc9WJyLH923E4K_dhQISA58ypGAdlkwLupuVr62vP59masH5Ys1phoCcU4JVgDNkuQyqhx/s320/Yuki3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626899043237624562" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /></span></span></span></span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvy4spWT_WpbFPKzkMR9DJzfuiv8lLTR66Ek6zaBKiV5LDsLaFcDYUtBqE3UaW7-DX3JHhccTfMCTEnWoYmkRP9d0ZH4WCdgreyV7HgJUDRICWsGtPp0POZSmB4Dh4m1lLXXZnDzDmI2tk/s1600/Yuki3.jpg"><br /></a>A. A. Snookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14453614418989039740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726963876847719670.post-23796892894635347402011-05-17T18:37:00.000-07:002011-07-08T00:46:07.829-07:00The HutchLet me just start out by saying that The Hutch is a great place to go when you have arrived home from a long, mind-numbing day of retail to find that, once again, you have locked yourself out of your house and your roommate is not home to save you from your inevitable fate of not being able to check Facebook for a few hours yet.<br /><br />Not that I myself have ever done that. I mean, I have a smartphone.<br /><br />But in any such event, mosey on down to The Hutch on SE 42nd and Holgate. They'll set you up with some gorgeous lemonade, perhaps:<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihLbi90NXz3Ri7hvEgwE2R7mHkRGDQU0r-s8kSrpHsp2PVE5yM9hv4vXTd0U_WuN1JyICbmEdUALMYwoliQh9a_2vxcslVO1R0L7ejkttg0EUSutlbrdjXBefDToWfZg2jx37Yp7iLCmv_/s1600/hutch1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihLbi90NXz3Ri7hvEgwE2R7mHkRGDQU0r-s8kSrpHsp2PVE5yM9hv4vXTd0U_WuN1JyICbmEdUALMYwoliQh9a_2vxcslVO1R0L7ejkttg0EUSutlbrdjXBefDToWfZg2jx37Yp7iLCmv_/s320/hutch1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626883707733583826" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And a few stuffed and fried mushroom appetizers:<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKBYjlGXL7QPI1BYoVPqQvU9KtHDIWUz9NDk1eAAdgM5kKmnQTgJ30_bnWs90zmxbVPy1IOtVWjiRm-g_0QKJJw2eRo3CXqgnbxVq8T8HMMydm1n_jbV9UmkRb4jD7vcwkeCCOT8eRft_C/s1600/hutch2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKBYjlGXL7QPI1BYoVPqQvU9KtHDIWUz9NDk1eAAdgM5kKmnQTgJ30_bnWs90zmxbVPy1IOtVWjiRm-g_0QKJJw2eRo3CXqgnbxVq8T8HMMydm1n_jbV9UmkRb4jD7vcwkeCCOT8eRft_C/s320/hutch2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626883711082016098" border="0" /></a><br />And, of course, a delightfully grilled chicken sandwich, out in the evening shade of SE Portland.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfaYc05xf_9_3tmBqKdpjbl_CFxfje9qVuaWjB5krXRxRBSuCdeCX51wkMhsSYXbfSGknPBgn2dskO_mAID51q9agEY78CpN0ABPJxJ0J-XjkeOcGTYnnS38F34nCpGmReGRN88KaK5YiU/s1600/hutch3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfaYc05xf_9_3tmBqKdpjbl_CFxfje9qVuaWjB5krXRxRBSuCdeCX51wkMhsSYXbfSGknPBgn2dskO_mAID51q9agEY78CpN0ABPJxJ0J-XjkeOcGTYnnS38F34nCpGmReGRN88KaK5YiU/s320/hutch3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626883714336824530" border="0" /></a>A. A. Snookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14453614418989039740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726963876847719670.post-47088625896073823512011-05-07T13:14:00.000-07:002011-05-07T13:53:41.093-07:00Bread and Ink Cafe<span style="font-size:130%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFJ2g8LDiz0pUpSyEBsP_2SAIiDepCA7aUV_5xGOm9lXlJAqDwooT_KzPsS5YdQsIqKqgoarfFR5_qPZPBwb95oSf2-cMfkG3HaeBUjQD0tBmOSD6RvRLo8LS-xYqGvpd0YIWHwO3K0CDw/s1600/pamcakes2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFJ2g8LDiz0pUpSyEBsP_2SAIiDepCA7aUV_5xGOm9lXlJAqDwooT_KzPsS5YdQsIqKqgoarfFR5_qPZPBwb95oSf2-cMfkG3HaeBUjQD0tBmOSD6RvRLo8LS-xYqGvpd0YIWHwO3K0CDw/s320/pamcakes2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604078690463806754" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Just popped over to Hawthorne for a bit of brunch and catch up with my cousin. I haven't done much breakfasting on this blog (not much of an </span><span style="font-size:130%;">early riser, I'm afraid) but I probably should!<br /><br />The Bread and Ink Cafe is a hopping place on a Saturday morning! If you don't have a large party, you should be fine, though.<br /><br />Contrary to what you might think, they serve much more than just bread and ink. (That was a joke). They serve a variety of breakfast and brunch</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> items, sweet and savory, local and delicious!<br /><br />We ordered blueberry pancakes, and Belgian waffles (served with fresh strawberries and whipped cream today), with a side of Carlton Farms sausage patty. They were so pretty, it was hard to actually eat them! I'm most glad I did, however. Drizzled with some of their house syrup, mmmm. The sausage patty was nice and "homey;" round and lumpy and freshly sizzled. Delicious.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg74kF-p5Tv8wSRffQU6HulzDl9-etRccFGi4wQve2jj46E3oDvlRiXHPcYWlvDrSwrdUiI0thkqR0FiQQ4zO49p9uOXDASejDqpVxeLICvdRI5An81MMNDzGPKiOe4JG1AEPEgw07QLNan/s1600/pamcakes.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 409px; height: 306px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg74kF-p5Tv8wSRffQU6HulzDl9-etRccFGi4wQve2jj46E3oDvlRiXHPcYWlvDrSwrdUiI0thkqR0FiQQ4zO49p9uOXDASejDqpVxeLICvdRI5An81MMNDzGPKiOe4JG1AEPEgw07QLNan/s320/pamcakes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604078686555373138" border="0" /></a></span></span><br /></span>A. A. Snookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14453614418989039740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726963876847719670.post-88392392640200299952011-05-02T17:03:00.000-07:002011-05-02T18:36:40.730-07:00Arleta Library Cafe<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwCi_YJURr1JS6ykK94qXygsxATN7NjOhyphenhyphenZ-3w-rBbbSdzv6SsbCGHCNIamkslgPRvqULdKlsJVreFQGm2L_rKA-xxm06dyzopcVjs7guvCDTPapQm1L6-tV-ea7RGIIZ1bJPQDetQiabB/s1600/arleta1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwCi_YJURr1JS6ykK94qXygsxATN7NjOhyphenhyphenZ-3w-rBbbSdzv6SsbCGHCNIamkslgPRvqULdKlsJVreFQGm2L_rKA-xxm06dyzopcVjs7guvCDTPapQm1L6-tV-ea7RGIIZ1bJPQDetQiabB/s320/arleta1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602297382284532258" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">On the hunt for brunch today, I stumbled upon this little place.<br /><br />With a name like Library Cafe, I figured it oughta be good. Also, the promise of Stumptown coffee lured me right in.<br /><br />The cafe is a cute little thing on SE 72nd and Harold, near Mt. Scott park. The walls are decorated with local art and library books, and there's a pleasant little nook at the front of the store, with a window bench.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkdZxHdPD1F-9wZchuMiT3un0T1DXC4VfpAuhjLZyYn6XnrJgDqxl9OHw3oGiup2_2agxd0uBiO0d4cRBwkYdpS0fvvFU4lfi2BDrEzXZ7ZOvkpWDj7aRgeR-PtAOLP3KySMxIMB40OvaQ/s1600/arleta2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkdZxHdPD1F-9wZchuMiT3un0T1DXC4VfpAuhjLZyYn6XnrJgDqxl9OHw3oGiup2_2agxd0uBiO0d4cRBwkYdpS0fvvFU4lfi2BDrEzXZ7ZOvkpWDj7aRgeR-PtAOLP3KySMxIMB40OvaQ/s320/arleta2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602297387126253650" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br />They were out of Pane Dolce, so I went with their Portlander breakfast - scramble with mushrooms, Tillamook cheese, and bacon crumbles. The bacon was most excellent, guys. Also, the waitress brought me their homemade strawberry jam for my toast, and also their house ketchup for my fries. Let me just say, that was the best damn ketchup I have ever had. It was pasty thick, and sweeter than your usual out of a bottle -- really well done, you guys!</span>A. A. Snookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14453614418989039740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726963876847719670.post-68326846203917769422011-04-24T14:28:00.000-07:002011-04-25T01:07:46.451-07:00Chez Machin<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsDR0XKDPjkNy4iGF8yn3AsUypcrJxuIW25zoQsKXDh49ZWE5uyaB3zxZC2PtMHW7T48vPiknqPydyOzU67XDF6zMNYjlLjQ3EWVZYbJtHkTJZZmqTZO4YnWGz0Io8WKE7yHaarfB5B3Jw/s1600/Chezmachin1.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvsoPV64L3PlndGKp9eaPBs0cXddqfBzhR8ulUZnNm9146aJSUolaP7Jj_vr4YqiaDbcklGrMb7tvBJkFc-Ch2483GXgUOF3QMVQWcHueRfMDOG_7-JNTCiiL6ggtRxzkdGuDCQjAM1HND/s1600/Chezmachin1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvsoPV64L3PlndGKp9eaPBs0cXddqfBzhR8ulUZnNm9146aJSUolaP7Jj_vr4YqiaDbcklGrMb7tvBJkFc-Ch2483GXgUOF3QMVQWcHueRfMDOG_7-JNTCiiL6ggtRxzkdGuDCQjAM1HND/s320/Chezmachin1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599269474743862802" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Machin, </span><span style="font-size:130%;">sm. (P). Anything whose name has slipped the memory. Same as: true.</span></blockquote><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1MjOR9pJQWFny-bVMQTraNpAwuTp4XfdEelTq7a6xbaSWnRsPP3YlZ6tlkGYVBPljsGF7nHEyyPzwBpMz0oxDG95asnAEuBU5Oiy5F3n_ZIdaRXYLZ9pNvaunwnOGi73CkZ1RzYdARDFf/s1600/chezmachin2.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1MjOR9pJQWFny-bVMQTraNpAwuTp4XfdEelTq7a6xbaSWnRsPP3YlZ6tlkGYVBPljsGF7nHEyyPzwBpMz0oxDG95asnAEuBU5Oiy5F3n_ZIdaRXYLZ9pNvaunwnOGi73CkZ1RzYdARDFf/s320/chezmachin2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599427704063763410" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" >Time for something on the Hawthorne scene! Chez Machin is a cr</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">ê</span></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" >perie on SE 35th and Hawthorne. It's a cozy little cr</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">ê</span></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" >perie, with a back room that is mercifully ventilated by a veiled passageway (presumably to a patio) and a half wall. I sipped my espresso and gobbled my cr</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">ê</span></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" >pe with the first signs of evening spring air wafting in.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" >There are cr</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">ê</span></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" >pes for everyone! Sweet, savory, large, small, vegetarian, organic, gluten-free, cage-free...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" >They also have a bistro menu, with a soup du jour, Boeuf Bourguignon, Cordon Bleu, Steak au Poivre, and many, many other things I'm glad I don't have to try to pronounce at you all in real life.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" >I finally decided that the animal magnetism of </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" >Nutella was stronger than that of ... anything else on the menu. Though the La Pacifique cr</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">êpe</span></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" >, with NW smoked salmon, brie, tomatoes, spinach, scallions, and dijon cr</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">è</em></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" >me fra</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">î</em></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" >che was very tempting. As was La Fermi</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">è</em></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" >re cr</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">êpe </span></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" >(mozzarella, mushrooms, avocado, tomatoes & pesto cr</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">è</em></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" >me fra</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">î</em></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" >che).<span style="font-style: italic;"> </span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><em style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"><em><em><em><span><strong></strong></span></em></em></em></em><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Mine (called </span></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" >La D</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">è</em></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" >lice - you don't need to know French to guess that one!)</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> came with vanilla custard, raspberry jam, and Nutella, and was dusted with powdered sugar.</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBj81tYdoP9VLhLfZBI8QQXCGSFBADRx_tIZxQZsihUU-qigL1gtnOda5Tz1W5vkDl6LeUk_BO91NkmSu9XY5oPqIzAJyGVjWT-oF_VXe9q1VAIyAlFxc8S0c5ft6DTfI45T8SaoLkgrlV/s1600/Chezmachin3.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBj81tYdoP9VLhLfZBI8QQXCGSFBADRx_tIZxQZsihUU-qigL1gtnOda5Tz1W5vkDl6LeUk_BO91NkmSu9XY5oPqIzAJyGVjWT-oF_VXe9q1VAIyAlFxc8S0c5ft6DTfI45T8SaoLkgrlV/s320/Chezmachin3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599427777155421410" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Pronounced "shay masheen."</span></span>A. A. Snookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14453614418989039740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726963876847719670.post-16045824272144454472011-04-23T18:23:00.000-07:002011-05-02T19:00:00.040-07:00Happy Hour: Jake's<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi54TtvOQ-YKDIHDr324iVuwbEuKvspsBRYmHC-ZVlgVer3DkOh2K8DECE2JABjnX70jgWbXbnkFbEFzP9kCZPVPCrM3dnEAX3Gl-1rO3ERNKDeZVwbHm5J5MXHpaKbYJxnDo_Y_phetGta/s1600/Jakes2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi54TtvOQ-YKDIHDr324iVuwbEuKvspsBRYmHC-ZVlgVer3DkOh2K8DECE2JABjnX70jgWbXbnkFbEFzP9kCZPVPCrM3dnEAX3Gl-1rO3ERNKDeZVwbHm5J5MXHpaKbYJxnDo_Y_phetGta/s320/Jakes2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602297986925169058" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Jake's Crawfish has one hell of a happy hour, folks! It takes place after 11pm, so it's more of a night owl hang out, but I'm pretty sure it's worth losing some sleep for what may be the best cheap food in town!<br /><br />I always love it when I go out with a bunch of people because I get to try more than one thing - I had a Hazelnut Martini, which had coffee AND alcohol in it! Dream drink. I also tried my friend's blueberry Lemon Drop. Those things are deadly. They're like candy - remember Warheads? That's what that is, liquid Warheads.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9nQrdEV8R3jogdYqiQmiUdkW8yHyq7xqxDq1hcZANSM2b3eD0vk5CYrvY0SNfq7a85OzACgrSYx3wtRGSmHsY3MIyIc6AdC0hgnx4IzIce7DwgHXp_73zB-gWaOz5ahln_ZE6K1AeJ4UT/s1600/Jakes1.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9nQrdEV8R3jogdYqiQmiUdkW8yHyq7xqxDq1hcZANSM2b3eD0vk5CYrvY0SNfq7a85OzACgrSYx3wtRGSmHsY3MIyIc6AdC0hgnx4IzIce7DwgHXp_73zB-gWaOz5ahln_ZE6K1AeJ4UT/s320/Jakes1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600348468880799122" border="0" /></a><br /><br />They were out of California Roll, so I ordered their Tuna Ahi sushi roll, which was deep fried, and absolutely delicious. I blame it for my current re-obsession with sushi. The Hazelnut martini probably wasn't the best match with the sushi, but that's my fault for ordering them together. Individually, though, they were great. I'm still working on this "pairing" thing.<br /><br />Jake's Happy hour menu changes around, so don't expect to order a certain thing - just be ready for excellent food! And drinkage.<br /><br />Our bartenders were also very friendly, and helpful with suggestions.<br /><br />My sushi was $3.95 (four good-sized rolls) and my martini was about $7. $6-7, somewhere in there.</span>A. A. Snookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14453614418989039740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726963876847719670.post-55384612868732663432011-04-21T12:02:00.000-07:002011-04-21T12:32:57.740-07:00Coffee Poll<span style="font-size:130%;">Hello, everyone!<br /><br />I have come up with another idea for audience participation. This time it comes in the form of coffee shops.<br /><br />Now, judging by the plethora of coffee shops <i>in my neighborhood</i> that I count to be among my personal favorites, I can guess that there is no way I could fit anything less than insulting in a "favorite coffee shops PDX" poll. So I won't even try.<br /><br />Instead, I shall have you, the readers, vote for your favorite coffee shop(s) by way of leaving a comment just below, there, or sending a message to pdxglutton@gmail.com!<br /><br />Here's a sample:<br /><br /><u>Favorite coffee establishment</u>: Stumptown<br /><br /><u>Favorite drink from said establishment</u>: Cappuccino<br /><br /><u>Favorite pastry from said establishment</u>: Marionberry Brioche<br /><br /><u>Favorite thing (besides the brew) about said establishment</u>: The way the windows are always steamed up, without fail. And if ever the sun comes out, it streams through the steamy windows. Also, the ever-changing chalk drawings on the Stumptown signboard outside. They're cool.</span>A. A. Snookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14453614418989039740noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726963876847719670.post-71179427475200038562011-04-20T01:00:00.000-07:002011-07-18T09:49:02.938-07:00Deschutes Brewery: II<span style="font-size:130%;">Location(s): </span><span><span style="font-size:130%;">210 NW 11th Avenue </span><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Website: <a href="http://www.deschutesbrewery.com/">http://www.deschutesbrewery.com/</a><br /><br />Phone: 503.296.4906<span><span dir="ltr" class="skype_pnh_container"><span dir="ltr" title="Call this phone number in United States of America with Skype: +15032964906" class="skype_pnh_highlighting_inactive_common"><span class="skype_pnh_textarea_span"><span class="skype_pnh_text_span"></span></span><span class="skype_pnh_right_span"></span></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br />Again to the Deschutes Brewery and Public House!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV9FZonvP1ZVh363C3Z3ATE7k9ZUj-uw4ajj1Xos1k7PTPLMa1HxmUHGDe0Uqtw-qL8RIy3KKXO2k0atSSHb91NKWCZqBoP0rN3iwifsr3-maUaMoJpLc9H7t2CAkClTavvX3ntaVB3o-0/s1600/deschutes3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV9FZonvP1ZVh363C3Z3ATE7k9ZUj-uw4ajj1Xos1k7PTPLMa1HxmUHGDe0Uqtw-qL8RIy3KKXO2k0atSSHb91NKWCZqBoP0rN3iwifsr3-maUaMoJpLc9H7t2CAkClTavvX3ntaVB3o-0/s320/deschutes3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597582421725716770" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br />A great thing about this public house is that you can pretty much find something for everyone. That's always a tough one when my family is involved: My dad and I have what my mom and sister might describe as "weird" taste in food. And they have <s>boring</s> traditional taste. :)<br /><br />Sorry Deschutes, I don't mean you're boring. But it is hard to find a place that serves interesting original dishes, as well as something more suited to a traditional palate. Well done, you guys.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh23nXO4_myZRVQ6hOgiYtoc3u-XFAc7A0M95SyCn5kKMH0uMHYtaV7wu0ylHaYZQfxl418R0r1q3qhQOwy7q_XTgDPMgtl2yKVKcuVUNkciHyf9wHiaYQz-SPfYqAzT0wmdw3rowLRCUBr/s1600/deschutes4.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh23nXO4_myZRVQ6hOgiYtoc3u-XFAc7A0M95SyCn5kKMH0uMHYtaV7wu0ylHaYZQfxl418R0r1q3qhQOwy7q_XTgDPMgtl2yKVKcuVUNkciHyf9wHiaYQz-SPfYqAzT0wmdw3rowLRCUBr/s320/deschutes4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597582433459049602" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br />So, on the menu:<br />Winter Squash Ravioli<br />Falafel<br />Chicken Curry<br />and<br />Chicken Salad<br /><br />I'll let you in on a secret food blogger perk: If you tell people in your party that you're writing a blog, <i>they will give you bites of their food!</i> Cool trick, huh?<br /><br /><br />Not to sound immodest, but I did like my food choice the best, as usual: the winter squash ravioli, which is a seasonal Deschutes speciality. Made with "roasted butternut squash, caramelized onions and Gorgonzola cheese tossed in a wort butter sauce [editor's note: this... wort sauce, whatever it is, is <span style="font-style: italic;">to die for</span>.] with rainbow chard [not my favorite, but all right] roasted shallots," and the brewery's own root-beer braised bacon from Carlton Farms.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHaLoz-_gQUJkWl8vrLUUXjhlEqgvfnwz-F_uSEJ4qSVnF6lJdYo_Y3kW-H1j245gwaQKnQ4AMSLsavsZFTiEG9qMF0n1bBKBqKdSxwtZI9GCCExLbSU8y53IXdBxOPdowbE_12-aILk0b/s1600/deschutes2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHaLoz-_gQUJkWl8vrLUUXjhlEqgvfnwz-F_uSEJ4qSVnF6lJdYo_Y3kW-H1j245gwaQKnQ4AMSLsavsZFTiEG9qMF0n1bBKBqKdSxwtZI9GCCExLbSU8y53IXdBxOPdowbE_12-aILk0b/s320/deschutes2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597582418397829378" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br />The chicken curry salad and the chicken salads were pretty good, too. I am not usually a fan of falafel, but I have also taken it upon myself to be fearless in the face of food, and took a liberal bite of my sister's. It was... well, falafel! Tossed in a pita wrap with some salad and white sauce, it wasn't bad!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF5FLxqOy8BrQDwYXw4nxqcqn71DuamBlW4mYbNbMAz7uPmTa84Cw2L0gj8iQsmdPv14wLTBQ4MAWZh84VxV-kNcKpmEpXW7FcWJ5WMV2V6f0FpRFy6lCYRZfDVcHYyJv9HnhPE74fQlnI/s1600/deschutes1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF5FLxqOy8BrQDwYXw4nxqcqn71DuamBlW4mYbNbMAz7uPmTa84Cw2L0gj8iQsmdPv14wLTBQ4MAWZh84VxV-kNcKpmEpXW7FcWJ5WMV2V6f0FpRFy6lCYRZfDVcHYyJv9HnhPE74fQlnI/s320/deschutes1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597582416016016850" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br />Washed it all down with some good ol' Black Butte Porter, and finished our palates with some "Black and Tan Creme Du Pot" dessert: chocolate pudding with a caramel finish and whip cream. Super sweet stuff! Really. Get milk.</span>A. A. Snookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14453614418989039740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726963876847719670.post-57444252564876976732011-04-18T00:34:00.000-07:002011-04-20T01:00:38.376-07:00Chai Yo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtE26vZRJhV5uzolOk1ZgHQNW_aIm7HQrXwHpsXQoP9pcC3oiIQDtc6uGjLxJ1ocVimDFCrj9xs4wQPGRBeg2uQjjIZLoswRD6V8w2IEaz_L1ubIaMDqxSy71KdqQGZ4GYST-4esbrWkLx/s1600/chaiyo1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtE26vZRJhV5uzolOk1ZgHQNW_aIm7HQrXwHpsXQoP9pcC3oiIQDtc6uGjLxJ1ocVimDFCrj9xs4wQPGRBeg2uQjjIZLoswRD6V8w2IEaz_L1ubIaMDqxSy71KdqQGZ4GYST-4esbrWkLx/s320/chaiyo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597571528618618626" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />As a last-minute-right-before-you-board-a-7-hour-train-ride meal, I suggest: Pad See Ew.<br /><br />Well, that's often my suggestion for... anything.<br /><br />:)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_R_K6ELCCq3bwBgv6BV185djr7hm0LUn2FRTGpGSWhe4jEpQyECYcGl_B-Sw3NvvJlXyW5LPO3C0u8xFY5kQ6hU6N4NwOXqq9wnppJ_E4gPooX1uSpkSp9Rmopk78StmKxJCVOfdIDERw/s1600/chaiyo3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_R_K6ELCCq3bwBgv6BV185djr7hm0LUn2FRTGpGSWhe4jEpQyECYcGl_B-Sw3NvvJlXyW5LPO3C0u8xFY5kQ6hU6N4NwOXqq9wnppJ_E4gPooX1uSpkSp9Rmopk78StmKxJCVOfdIDERw/s320/chaiyo3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597571633226128530" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br />But it is one of my foods. I've considered going on a tour of all the Thai restaurants in Portland, just to compare their Pad See Ew. I'll let you know what I decide.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8_jbbem1oX5y9NJI3iysU9mHavxRvxuP7zqqLUoBV9J8_ULvFUYHGQdBAWmP9LKZMXy6Tv4NcJgx-wEtS4t15xud674SNoebDnskbiggI5QhvYTJRnoXV0-BAAVhzY3DzZ9v0jf5iO96v/s1600/chaiyo2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8_jbbem1oX5y9NJI3iysU9mHavxRvxuP7zqqLUoBV9J8_ULvFUYHGQdBAWmP9LKZMXy6Tv4NcJgx-wEtS4t15xud674SNoebDnskbiggI5QhvYTJRnoXV0-BAAVhzY3DzZ9v0jf5iO96v/s320/chaiyo2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597571632536845442" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br />This version was pretty good. It wasn't very soupy, but the flavor didn't suffer any for that. It made for a nice, non-messy lunch (a fantastic feat for moi). The noodles were super wide, even for Pad See Ew.<br /><br />I also had a tasty cabbage soup, which was even better with some pepper dashed into it. For an appetizer, I had deep-fried avocado egg rolls. Yummy!</span>A. A. Snookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14453614418989039740noreply@blogger.com2