Showing posts with label Portland. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Portland. Show all posts

Getting Out: Hamilton Mountain

01 June 2014
See that up there? That is where I was headed.

Today, I am quite proud of myself. On Sunday, I conquered a mountain. As it turns out, third time really is a charm.

Backstory. You see, the first time I tried to conquer this mountain was five or six years ago. Most of my family had gathered for a hike to the summit of Hamilton Mountain along the Columbia River Gorge on the Washington side. Alas, a few of us (namely me, but I wasn't alone in this) had a very palpable fear of heights. We did not make it to the top that day because hearts were racing and legs were shaking. The timing just wasn't right.

Fast forward to my last day as a 30-year-old. Granted, I should have known that attempting this hike at the end of October would be foolish, but I can be a bit stubborn and weather be damned. But it was misty and rainy and I conceded that we should turn back after we hit the big waterfall in the middle of the hike. I may have been defeated on that day, but I was not going to let the mountain win in the end. My day would come.

That day was Sunday, when everything came together to make for a perfect hiking day. The weather was gorgeous, but not hot. I was feeling (mostly) strong, and I had a hiking buddy. I was ready. I even made a playlist to get me in the proper mental space. I was pumped.

I definitely had a moment during the hike where my fear of heights started creeping up on me, but I stayed focused on my goal: conquer the shit out of this mountain. And conquer it I did, fear of heights be damned. The top was not scary at all (plenty of bushes to keep me from falling to my death), and the vista was well worth the climb. We could see Mt. Hood and Mt. Adams from the top. Fun fact: even after living here for 23 years, I still get excited every time I can see the volcanoes. So yeah, I was pretty happy as can be up there at the top of this mountain that I'd conquered.

I seriously love waterfalls,

There were so many wildflowers in bloom!

This part kind of freaks me out.

See- I made it!

Mt. Adams, covered by clouds.

Mt. Hood.

A view from a little ways down from the top.

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Rachel's Guide to Portland: Nonna

25 April 2014

Hello! I know Fridays are normally reserved for my Fabulous Fridays post, but I really want to share with you an excellent dining experience I had this Wednesday.


This week I met my mom for dinner at Nonna, on NE 30th and Killingsworth. I would categorize this spot as Italian comfort food, in a dark and cozy atmosphere. When I arrived, I was admiring the list of red Italian varietals that were available, and when the waiter came over to ask for my drink order, I explained I was looking at the list of red wines. He asked what I usually prefer, then brought me 3 different tastes to try. I ended up choosing a Montanegra (I hope that's right), which had depth and spice. A great choice to go with the food we ordered.


We started with 3 appetizers: grilled focaccia, olives, and beets with smoked ricotta. The portions were plentiful (we had leftover olives and beets), and all of the food was delicious.



For our main course, we split the manicotti. I plan on returning very soon to enjoy this very dish. The marinara is incredible- very garlicky and very homey. The pasta itself is sheets that are rolled and filled with the most delightfully smooth ricotta cheese filling. I don't know what all goes into it, but the texture is a bit like whipped butter, and the filling itself has a bit of a kick. This dish packs in the flavor.


Finally, for dessert we split the pistachio torte with rhubarb compote and the bread pudding. The torte came out first, and it was wonderful. The texture was like that of an oversized macaron, and the compote was a nice compliment- not overly tart, and the vanilla bean was a nice touch. As for the bread pudding, it was about one of the best I've ever had. Mom and I gushed over this thing- it came out sizzling hot, and tasted like the best French toast imaginable. It had rum, vanilla bean, and apples. Crispy on the outside, ooey gooey on the inside- like pudding (how it should be). I would go back for the bread pudding alone.


While we were eating, the waiter came over and asked how our days were and if there was anything special going on. I explained that I was celebrating something (I'll share next week, but can't quite yet), and he was very congratulatory. At the end of our meal, when the waiter brought our bill, he told us that he took care of the wine, as a gesture of congratulations. That right there sums up the service we had, and which I witnessed with the other patrons. You can be sure I'll be back, as this place feels like home.

If you're in Portland, or planning a trip, I highly recommend you get dinner at Nonna. You won't regret it.

Portlanders- have you been? What is your favorite Italian place? I'd love to hear from you in the comments below!

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Rachel's Guide to Portland: Oso Market

19 March 2014

Hello! This week I'm back with another installment in my Guide to Portland. I'm always trying new places, and when I get good pictures of what I've eaten, I like to share with you. I'm all for supporting local businesses, and with Portland's vibrant dining scene, you really can't go wrong!


Last Tuesday evening, I tried out Oso Market's happy hour with my dad. The menu is varied and generous on the portions, as you will see in the pictures. The happy hour drink specials include $2 off wine pours, so my dad had a lovely red while I enjoyed the Oso Rojo, a mixed sparkling wine beverage. All I have to say about my drink, pictured above, is that I will return for that drink alone. It was perfect for sipping in the sun (which made a cameo appearance that particular day.


Our first stops on the food portion of the happy hour menu included mixed olives and the pickle plate, both pictured above. They bring plenty of olives, and while they're not the most spectacular olives I've had in town (I prefer when a place created their own mix with seasonings, and when the olives are warmed, which these were not), they still hit the spot (I love olives, what can I say?). As for the pickle plate, the servings were generous, and the variety was different from anywhere else I've tried, and that's saying something since Portland seems to love its pickles. Here we had pickled peppers (my fave), pickled radishes, pickled fennel, and kimchi. These ones all packed a punch, so if you're sensitive to heat, you might be better off without the pickles.


Also on the happy hour menu, we tried the radishes cooked with butter and salt. These were just okay to me, but definitely unlike any other radishes I've ever had. I actually found myself missing the usual radish bite, and would have been better off with raw radishes, French butter, and fleur de sel.


As much as I love my olives, I love my cheese even more, so whenever a restaurant has a cheese plate, I have to give it a try. Although there is a cheese plate on the happy hour menu, it is more of a meet and cheese plate, and since I'm a vegetarian, we ordered the cheese plate off the regular menu. I'm so glad we did. It's one of my favorite cheese plates. All 3 cheese were delicious, and sadly, I couldn't tell you what they were (though I do know the middle one is a wine-soaked goat cheese). The cheese came with a fruit spread (fig?) and grain mustard (this is what won me over- I am a mustard fanatic), and some more pickles, this time bread & butter. The plate was also served with some sliced baguette, the better to enjoy the cheese and spreads with.


My dad was still hungry, so while I saved room for dessert, he ordered the chickpea sandwich off the happy hour menu. What you see above is only half of the sandwich, making this the biggest bargain on the happy hour menu. The sandwich is made with curried chickpea spread, kale, provolone, and green apples. It was nothing short of delicious, and I felt like a kid in a candy store when my dad told me I could take the leftovers home with me.


And now the dessert portion, because I cannot go anywhere and not order dessert. I tried the panna cotta with wine sauce, and it was the perfect ending for my meal. The wine sauce tasted like a rich cherry lollipop, and the panna cotta tasted fresh and creamy. The perfect sunny day dessert- and cute to boot.


Finally, since Oso is a market as well as a place to eat, one wall is lined with displays of candy, condiments, cheeses, tea, beers, liquors, and wine. Its a lot of fun just to browse around (I wanted all of the chocolate, but it's a bit on the spendy side), and my dad came away with two boxes of my mom's favorite tea- Smith Tea's Lord Bergamot, which is a delicious Earl Grey tea.

My verdict: I can't wait to go back. I'd love to enjoy my drink and that sandwich again, and poke around the shop a bit more.

Portlanders- have you been? How do you feel about Portland's pickle obsession? I'd lve to hear form you in the comments below!

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Ladies Who Brunch Book Club: Maurice

05 March 2014


This past weekend, I finally had my first brunch book club discussion. We met once before over brunch to decide on books/pace/brunch, and this time was to talk about what we'd read. Initially, we were meant to meet up 3 weeks ago to discuss The Snow Child, but we were, ironically, snowed out (only in Portland).

Let me back-track a little. I've wanted to be part of a book club for a long time. I was part of a book club once, but it fizzled out after only two books and a real lack of direction. I was super-stoked when my friend Macey asked her facebook friends who would be interested in joining a book club, and even more excited to meet some new friends in the process (shout-out to Lindsay, Sarah, and Ashley). No surprise that we're all bloggers.

So fast forward to this past Saturday when we met at Maurice for brunch to discuss The Snow Child and Little Bee (affiliate links, meaning if you buy anything through those links, I could get a teeny tiny percentage of money from Amazon). We met for brunch because we have decided that it will be the setting for all of our book discussions, and a great way for us to explore Portland's brunch offerings. Every meeting will be a new book and a new brunch spot.


Maurice was a delight. I love when a luncheonette has a case full of tasty treats as soon as you walk in the door, and Maurice's was very enticing. The whole space is bright and airy, with white walls and south-facing windows. The offerings consisted of quiches, scones, and pastries, and we all opted for coffee. I loved the cups used to serve the coffee, and the brew itself was tasty (from Courier Coffee, next door). I opted for the bleu cheese quiche and the deliciously huge currant and rosemary scone. If you haven't figured it out by now, I love my scones, and I'm a bit of a scone snob (those Starbucks bricks can't even be called scones in my opinion), but this one was wonderful. The scone itself was flaky and tender, while the rosemary added some depth. And it was big enough for leftovers! The quiche was good too, but sweets are the way to my heart.


As for the books, each of us seemed to hold different opinions. I loved The Snow Child (and you can read my review here), but others had a hard time with it because they struggled with whether it was supposed to be real or fantasy (must a book choose?- that is my opinion). As for Little Bee, I think we mostly agreed that it was good, but a difficult subject, and perhaps not one we may have read were it not for book club.

Next up, we're reading Lean In and meeting for brunch at Meriwether's. I'm looking forward to it- I'm only 15 pages in, but I already have some notes for discussion.

Have you read any of these books? How do you feel about scones? I'd love to hear from you in the comments below!
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Rachel's Guide to Portland: Imperial

06 February 2014

I don't know about you, but I love me a good happy hour. What I look for in a happy hour beyond good food and good drinks are good value, a varied food menu (must have a corn-free vegetarian option), and good hours. Imperial gets points for all three.


I came in for Imperial's happy hour on a Wednesday after work. At 5pm, the bar was almost empty, so I had my choice of seats (I chose a table since I was meeting my mom). I ordered one of their two specialty cocktails, the Vieux Carre. It's a whiskey-based cocktail with a lot going on, but it is oh so delicious and refreshing in the middle of the work week. My mom ordered the top-pictured cocktail, a Black Diamond, which is the other featured happy hour cocktail. Hers had creme de menthe and chocolate bitters, and was very complex- a variety of flavors dance on your tongue as you sip.


I ordered us each a parker house roll. These are pillowy clouds of deliciousness, and possibly my favorite rolls in town. By the time we finished these, the bar was filling up with the after-work crowd.


Confession: I"m a bit of a french fry addict. I will judge a restaurant on based on their fries. I will also not stop eating fries until my stomach balloons out. So far, my favorites in town have been St. Jack and Little Big Burger (thank God for truffle fries). These fries take the cake. They are perfectly golden and crispy on the outside, and soft and fluffy on the inside. They came out piping hot and were served with a delicious special sauce. I have no idea what the special sauce is made of, but I approve.


Note: my mom and I did order the cheese plate, but I was such a little piggie that I completely forgot to take pictures. I probably love cheese as much as I love fries. Maybe a little more, given the lack of picture. But, I will say that my mom and I both enjoyed a bleu cheese for the very first time. Neither of us like bleu cheese, but I figured I give this one a shot since it was not very veiny, and I'm glad I did. Both of the other cheese were delicious, as was the little fruit and nut bar the cheese was served with.

Finally, dessert. I also judge a restaurant based on their desserts, and Imperial gets an A+ from me. I want to hug their pastry chef. This coconut honey cake was such a delight. I have never had a coconut cake so moist and so flavorful. This picture makes it look small, but it was actually big enough that my mom and I could not finish it, so my mom had leftovers to take home. Not only this, but it was actually a little difficult to choose a dessert because the menu looked so good. That, folks, is how it's done.

I highly recommend Imperial to anyone who finds themselves downtown and in need of a happy hour. Sure, you have to pay for street parking, and all the nearby meters are only 90 minutes (which isn't quite enough), but it's worth it.

Portlanders- have you been to Imperial? What is your favorite happy hour? I would love to hear form you in the comments below!
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Rachel's Guide to Portland: Broder Nord

05 January 2014
Confession: I have eaten at this restaurant 3 times within the past 30 days. I'm hooked. I love the atmosphere, the light, the drinks, and the food. If you haven't been there yet, get thee to Broder Nord.








Hungry yet?

Portlanders- have you eaten at Broder Nord? Who wants to go back for brunch with me?

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Rachel's Guide to Portland: Lovely's Fifty Fifty

04 August 2013
As the ever-so-awkward Michael Scott once said, "Pizza. Great equalizer. Rich people love pizza, poor people love pizza, white people love pizza, black people love pizza... do black people like pizza?" I remember laughing out loud the first time I saw this episode of The Office. But it's true- everyone really does like pizza. Especially me.

I wouldn't say I'm Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle obsessed with pizza, but I could go for pizza probably once every week and be quite happy. Especially if that pizza is from Lovely's Fifty Fifty on Mississippi Ave. What makes this pizza place better than the rest, however, besides its delicious pizza, is that they also serve homemade ice cream. This girl's heart is won, twice over (three times if you count the wine).

This past  was in the mood for some pizza and ice cream, so my mom and I headed to Lovely's for dinner on Wednesday. The place was actually fairly empty compared to the other times I've visited (maybe people aren't as into pizza in the Summer?), but that made it quite nice- speedy service.

I started out with some delicious Italian red wine, and my mom ordered a salad to start. Sadly, I was a bit too hungry and talkative to snap any photos of the salad, which is a shame. It was a delicious mixed-greens salad with fresh peaches, goat cheese, and almonds. The peaches in the salad were so incredibly juicy and sweet, and the goat cheese balanced it out nicely. I would go back for this salad alone (and if you want to try it- hurry- the menu changes according to what is in season).


As for pizza, my mom ordered the margarita pizza with mozzarella and basil. I ordered the pizza with Mama Lil's peppers (pickled hot peppers), cured olives, bellwether ricotta, and shaved onions. Something about the combination of pickled hot peppers and ricotta is a match made in Heaven. Seriously, so good. And I love the crust at Lovely's- it is more along the lines of a Neapolitan-style pizza with pillowy-soft edges and a thin middle. The pizza is cooked wood fire-style, which has to be my favorite way. Bonus: no use of cornmeal (I hate when places use cornmeal to dust the crust, not just because I'm allergic to corn). Seriously, I think this is the best pizza in town.


And now for the fun part- ice cream. It is no secret that I am a dessert fiend, and ice cream just might be my kryptonite. Growing up, I always preferred ice cream over cake, and even now, I will take good homemade ice cream over cake any day. And Lovely's makes good homemade ice cream. This week, my mom tried the sour cherry and I tried the blackberry. Oh man, this blackberry ice cream was good. Often times, fruit ice cream ends up a bit icey and less creamy. Not so with this blackberry ice cream- it was as smooth and creamy as can be, with no chunks (which I am not fond of). Really, it was a dream and I am making myself hungry just thinking about it.


A note on service: the first time I visited with my family, my nephew knocked my sister's ice cream on the floor before she had much of a chance to eat any. The servers brought my sister a new scoop of ice cream on the house. That, my friends, is how you create repeat customers. I've been back many times since.

How do you feel about pizza and ice cream? I'd love to hear from you in the comments below!

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Getting Out: Wahkeena Trail Take 2

23 July 2013
Remember how I lost all my photos the last time I hiked the Wahkeena Trail? Well, I returned this weekend with my dad and Lucy, and I now have pictures for you to enjoy.
























Yay for do-overs. Do you have anything you'd like to do-over? I'd love to hear from you in the comments below!
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