Spilling the Bean Sprouts

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. ...

Reductio ad Absurdum: Beans, and the Black-Eyed Barista

     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 ...

Half of a Post & An Open Letter to Da Rib Shack

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 ...