It’s ultimately the hipster vibe that rubs me the wrong way. I have an innate dislike of hipsters anyway, but the Portland variety of hipsters who provide food service are particularly annoying
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It’s ultimately the hipster vibe that rubs me the wrong way. I have an innate dislike of hipsters anyway, but the Portland variety of hipsters who provide food service are particularly annoying It took a while for our tomatoes to really hit their stride, but at the end of August, they started ripening a thousand a minute or so. Since the whole goal of learning to can was to do something with our tomatoes, this was very exciting. Marinara sauce is a huge part of that goal. We [...] Last weekend, as planned, my parents came up to our place and helped us out on a number of fronts. Mom taught me, and a few other lucky women, to can. I’ve done research and read books, but having mom’s advice and lore from decades of experience was simply great. She’s a bit of a renegade [...] Our tomatoes have finally been ripening. This has occasioned all kinds of anticipation, as well as plans to have my mom come for a visit in a couple weekends and teach me to can (while Dad helps Brooks with the new, meth-head-deterring fence). But even before the great canning fest of 2009, I had more immediate [...] This falls under the “I have the best boyfriend in the world” category. I’m headed off to southern Oregon today for my sister’s birthday celebration. Even though it’s a Saturday morning, Brooks got up at 6 am to go to the store so he could send me on my way with fresh, homemade buttermilk biscuits [...] Red pozole is a comfort food I have eaten a lot of in my time. Not being a fan of large bones in my food, I used to always pick around the meat and go for the broth when I had pozole in Mexico growing up. Piled high with your choice of thinly shredded cabbage, [...] While having a really good beer this evening at The 5th Quadrant, I was reminded of a terrible beer we tried at Alameda Brewhouse a couple weeks back. The two don’t really have anything in common, besides being beer. Or so the server at Alameda Brewhouse claimed; in fact, their random blond seasonal she talked us [...] |
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