Good evening, friends and neighbors.When I was culinary school, I had a chef instructor who didn’t just teach pastry arts and baking- she also taught how to put them down and walk away.
Review #6- Neat
WHERE: Neat, 2637 SE Hawthorne Blvd., Portland, OR 97214
Sometimes, you just want a good whiskey. Not complicated cocktails, not pastel drinks, not funny or cute names.
You just want a place to be quiet, to relax, and to enjoy a goddamned whiskey. Walking down Hawthorne Boulevard in just such a mood, I was on my way to another bar that had an interesting name. I’d passed by it before, and thought it looked fascinating.
Neat is not that bar. It’s the bar that kept me from going there just after sticking my head in- everything I needed, and a shorter walk to boot.
The Old Ways
Good afternoon, friends and neighbors.
The words that have been used to describe my soul include “kind,” “warm,” “simple,”… and “old as f***.””Fluffy” as well, but this blog is about why old things are really cool.
The words that have been used to describe my soul include “kind,” “warm,” “simple,”… and “old as f***.””Fluffy” as well, but this blog is about why old things are really cool.
Kind, Warm, Simple, Fluffy, and Old. I want some honey now.
Review #5- Pambiche
Where: Pambiche, 2811 NE Glisan St., Portland, OR
Cuban food is one of those things I THINK I know more about than I do. There’s a stereotype to be sure- rum, mojitos, lots of pork, absurdly powerful and sweet coffee drinks, and pressed sandwiches. As for Cuban sweets, I guessed there was a lot of dulce de leche (or caramelized sweetened condensed milk,) coconut, palm sugar, and tropical fruits.
Lucky for me, I got to find out just how right (and wrong) I was.
Membership Not Required
Good evening, friends and neighbors.
I don’t go to the gym.I was never really a “gym rat” or part of gym culture. For the couple early years I DID have a membership, I didn’t really go there to socialize. The hours I went tended to forbid that. The gym was open 24 hours, and my preferred times were either in the early morning hours (before work) or in the middle of the night (after my shifts at the hospital.
I don’t go to the gym.I was never really a “gym rat” or part of gym culture. For the couple early years I DID have a membership, I didn’t really go there to socialize. The hours I went tended to forbid that. The gym was open 24 hours, and my preferred times were either in the early morning hours (before work) or in the middle of the night (after my shifts at the hospital.
Here’s the story of how I learned to keep $50 a month in my pocket and still stay fit.
The Black Hat Baker 