Shortened Version of My Weekend

I haven't written in a week. Some of you may have noticed?

I was in the process of making up for that by posting a really jam-packed, saturated, juicy blog, with pictures and funny stories and goodness. Having spent the last hour and a half on it, I was about 15 minutes from being finished. It was, I can safely say, a work of Art.
Granted, even if it wasn't, you'll never know, because...

I hit a wrong key. The whole thing--deleted. Dummy. Don't you hate that? So frustrating. So audios to the old, and welcome to the Reader's Digest condensed version. Here's a smattering of the pictures.
Recap: Hit up Liberty Glass, Vita Cafe, the Destory Store, Blue Gardenia Coffee Shop, Paddy's downtown for a Yelp Elite Event (my first!) and The White Eagle; rode by bike over to Joette's party; saw a train go by while I was riding home from work; ate a lot of good food like: Buffalo Chicken Wrap (vegan of course!), pasta with cremini mushrooms, broccoli, spinach, garlic, and red sauce, tofu fries with spicy peanut sauce, plantain chips (my new absolute favorite snack! They're like a buck sixty at Trader Joe's); went grocery shopping; drank too much of everything--especially white wine and martinis-- got rained on a bunch; got invited to a wine tasting; went to a movie; spent time with Joette, Luke, Rob, Abby, Ingrid and Laura; and really just had an action-packed weekend.

Blah.

She's 30!

My roommate Ingrid turned 30 yesterday.

We spent the evening snacking on grapes, plantain chips with white bean and basil hummus (YUM!), and wasabi almonds. We drank white wine and champagne. We played with our hair, tried on dresses, and did our make-up. By the time we were ready to go, it was 9.


Up up the hill to Liberty Glass. Walking in our heels and short dresses.

The night included triscuit nachos, whiskey, crushes being formed (not by me this time!), pints being thrown, fists flying, pictures being taken, and presents being given.


Loads of fun. (Minus the fists being thrown, but nobody knew about that til later.)

Here is a series of photos that was taken:






And here's the two of us, eskimo kissing (how fitting):




Also, this week in Portland food news: Veganopolis closed down. Sad day for vegans dining downtown in Portland. But the flip side--an all vegan Italian restaurant called Portobello will be opening sometime soon. That should be awesome--vegan gnocci, alfredo, pizza... hopefully there'll be all vegan wine too!

The Wednesday Dance

I woke up at 8:30 today, ate some cereal, and hopped on my bike to distribute the Hawthorne Day Street Fair posters all over town. I tried to hit up REI (open at 10:00 am. Lame.) and did manage to get to The Ecotrust Building, Whole Foods, the downtown library, and my friend Melissa's burrito cart. Not as prolific as I was hoping.

HOWEVER, I stopped by the Wednesday morning Farmer's Market, which I haven't been to in quite awhile, due to my usual Wednesdays: The kegs come into the Ale House on Wednesday mornings, and I've had that shift for the past month or so; it's nice smelling fresh lavender and tasting ripe blueberries instead of pushing kegs around.

Everything was beautiful. The produce, the flowers, the people, the weather; it made me so appreciative to live in Portland in the summer time. I didn't buy anything, but I took a few pictures.
















Man, so gorgeous. It was a lovely way to spend a morning. After that, I placed myself on a bench in Pioneer Courthouse Square and finished writing a letter to Abby, who is in Mexico and doesn't have too much english in her life right now. (Which is wonderful and frustrating at the same time, I'd imagine.)

While I was at work today I saw a beautiful looking pasta with broiled mozzarella go out. It looked delicious as only melted cheese does, but instead I opted for the spaghetti and red sauce, with mixed veggies--cremini mushrooms, zucchini, basil, and red pepper flakes. Yum! I felt so much better after eating that than I would have after eating a mound of cheese.

So--good news--I just got a phone call from a pay phone at the Plaid Pantry on 23rd and Glisan--Ingrid and her boyfriend Jameson and her two pets have made it safely down from Alaska, and are coming to get the keys to our new house! I am so happy to finally see Ingrid--it's been 2 years, and now we're moving in together--what joy!

And what good timing, as I'm a bit sleepy.