A dear friend just sent me this link, and I’m passing it on to you. Because, though I’ve never been to any of these restaurants, they do sound delightful–but really, you should check this article out for its hilarious comments. And for once, I can tell you: every single one of the 11 posted is right. Even (and especially) those with spelling and grammatical errors.
Go forth and giggle: http://tmagazine.blogs.nytimes.com/2010/08/05/bar-food-portlands-happiest-hours/
The forecast for today? 65 degrees, with a 70% chance of precipitation. The forecast website has the little cloud-with-lightening-bolt icon to represent today’s likely conditions. I took a little detour as I headed to the kitchen for my Greek yogurt with honey and walnuts and stepped out on the deck. I have pictures, but I wish there was a scratch-and-sniff feature on wordpress or something so I could share the fresh smell. It smells green.
Mount Hood hides on days like this. It’s okay. The mountain deserves a day off once in a while.
Mint is effing thrilled to be alive right now, but Mint will be the first to admit that it doesn’t take much.
Rooster is guarding the poblanos (if that’s what they really are) and doesn’t much seem to mind the drizzle and mist. Side note: did you know that when you get married, you get a rooster? Yet another perk!
My happy cozy feelings about this weather is promising–further evidence that I’m developing an identity as a Pacific Northwesterner. There were never any doubts on my part, to be sure, but each little reaffirmation gives me a new warm-fuzzy in my heart.