[For the story on how we got here, you may read Vindahlo—Part One: a history.] “Listen, Sister,” the Squeeze said to me, waggling a piece of spice-crusted beef in creamy fenugreek sauce on his fork, “I’m not saying I don’t wish this was A-1.” My face must have fallen, just a little (but what did [...]
Read More»My experience at the delicatessen at SW Stark and 11th is admittedly limited. I have been to breakfast there only three times but was three times very, very pleased. Breakfast number one: Potato latkes and housemade applesauce, hold the sour cream. Best danged latkes of my life, seriously. I figure they must be deep fried [...]
Read More»Two: Nicholas Restaurant Whenever I go to Nicholas, which is not nearly often enough, I have a spinach pie (from the pizza menu) and a bowl of lentil soup. In the past, I’ve experimented with various kabobs and mezza platters (you can have vegan, vegetarian, or meaty) and they’ve all been great, but now I’ve [...]
Read More»After last year’s baking disaster, I decided that the ’08 iteration of the Squeeze’s birthday would be not only less stressful, but also much cooler. I’m not particularly keen on most holidays, but I believe in birthdays.
I flopped and floundered about for a few weeks trying to come up with an appropriate and sufficiently awesome celebration. The Squeeze is not a boisterous celebrator; whatever I settled on would have to be subtle in its awesomeness. Not only that, but I wanted to be careful not to go crazy. We’re going to spent a lot of birthdays together — setting the bar too high now would not be doing myself a favor.
At last, I saw a blurb about K&B Bakery in an early issue of MIX Magazine. The piece highlighted the culinary delights near, of all places, SE Foster Road. A tiny, happy lightbulb brightened over my head. K&B does one thing: fortune cookies. And they do them very, very thoroughly. The cookies come plain, candy-coated, fruit flavor-dipped, with sprinkles, or dunked in chocolate (dark, milk, or white). All come individually wrapped, but you can also order sturdy plastic takeout containers or velvet pouches to enhance their presentation. And — get this — you can customize the tiny paper fortunes within.
Read More»I should have done my research before I so very casually agreed to meet my mother for lunch at Asiate restaurant in Manhattan during our recent long weekend there. Had I done my research (instead of replying to her link-filled “Dining Options” e-mail with “Wherever you want to eat is fine with me — I’m [...]
Read More»I think it must be a great trick of theirs, to produce all of these dishes in such a way that their texture, flavor, and presentation all land squarely at the midpoint between good and bad. The food is perfectly edible, though you may hardly notice that you are eating, aside from perhaps a stated feeling in your stomach by the time the plate is empty.
Read More»About a year ago, I spotted a restaurant in my neighborhood and became instantly infatuated with it. It’s a Thai spot, painted bright yellow and attached to a laundromat which is painted bright red. Or, the restaurant is red and the laundromat is yellow. Either way, they are eye-catching. Hand-written signs in thick black marker [...]
Read More»A few days ago I stopped in at The Albina Press to buy some coffee beans. I don’t normally spring for Stumptown brew, but I was eager to be home and The Press was the bean outlet nearest to my route. The thing I like so much about this coffee shop is that it’s a [...]
Read More»Weeks before it opened, signs were posted bearing Da Rib Shack’s name. I was skeptical. Though most mobile kitchens (which is what those trailers all over town are, regardless of their actual mobility) are little more than shacks, that aspect of their construction is not something I like to focus on when enjoying their fares. [...]
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