Guess what? We had a pretty chill weekend. Yes, we explored some new Portland spots, including the “up north”-feeling Goose Hollow Inn (where we discovered “up north” is totally a Michigan concept) and the aptly-titled Cheerful Bullpen dive bar with Daniel and Lindsay Friday night. On Saturday, Jeff and I hit super-tasty City State Diner for lunch and then Urban Grind Coffeehouse for a Sunday work session. But the weekend was more low-key than usual, with much fewer photo opps than usual. 🙂 I started stringing together some runs for my half-marathon training – which bodes well for Cooper and Jeff, since Coop gets exercise as my running partner and Jeff feels like a bum if he doesn’t get up and moving, too.
I also logged some reading hours, too. As a member of two monthly book clubs – one started by Lindsay, the other started by my fabulous friend Meg – I need to kick my book time into high gear. Not a huge fan of “Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close” at the halfway point, but y’never know if it’ll turn around.
Anyway. Since I’m terribly unexciting this week, I’ll introduce you to some of my recent obsessions – both Portland-related and not.
- Addiction No. 1: Speak of the devil, “The Bachelor” is on the tube right now, and who doesn’t love some ridiculous drama and train-wrecks? I think I’ve caught every season but two. It’s a sick addiction, which luckily I share with most of my co-workers, friends and family. Personally, I’m leaning toward Kacie B. this season, but Ben seems more and more like a tool so it’s tough to root for anyone anymore.
- Addiction No. 2: I might be turning into an old woman, but I love me some tea. Every weekday morning, I take advantage of the free Bigelow green tea in our work kitchen, plus I just discovered Steven Smith tea. It’s fabulous. This guy is a master – he founded Tazo tea years ago, sold it to Starbucks, and now runs a little shop just a few blocks from our apartment. If you’re a tea person, check it out. Soon.
- Addiction No. 3: Hawaiian BBQ. Jeff’s been on the Hawaiian BBQ train for years, but I just recently hopped on board as well. A plate of Sho-yu chicken at Roxy’s Island Grill changed my perspective. Sweet, pulled chicken, two scoops of rice, a scoop of macaroni salad and a can of Hawaiian Sun: perfection. Now I’m hooked – although the level of quality seems to range considerably at Hawaiian BBQ joints.
Speaking of food, happy Fat Tuesday Eve! I made some sickeningly sweet chocolate chai vegan cupcakes for work tomorrow. I’m thinking I might give up sweets (to some degree) for Lent, but jury’s still out on that plan…