My apologies for being absent, I was busy eating foie gras…
To many people the word wag is a verb, often referring to the movement of a dog’s tail. For me (and my co-workers), WAG means Wild About Game, a huge meat-fest that our company hosts every fall on Mt....
View ArticleWild About Game: A weekend of meat, booze and high jinks
We have a saying about WAG: What happens on the mountain, stays on the mountain. So I can’t show you any of the truly ridiculous pictures from last Sunday but I can show you lots of fancy food porn and...
View ArticleState Fairs and a crazy chaotic state of affairs
September is slowly killing me. I have been so busy I’m surprised I have found time to breath! The weekend of Labor Day my husband and I went on a romantic retreat, the following weekend was Wild About...
View ArticleGluttony in Portland: The Best Bites of FEAST 2014
A few posts ago I talked about Feast, a huge culinary celebration held here in Portland. Every year it brings big names in the food industry (the likes of Chris Cosentino, Paul Qui, Edward Lee, Brad...
View ArticleWhat have I been doing and how is it almost December?
Basically this is my apology in case you’ve noticed I’ve been a bit behind in the world of WordPress. Life has been so hectic it’s kept me from reading and writing as much as I would have liked these...
View ArticleStray Cat Strut: The Kitten Chronicles
Kitties are my weakness — maybe even more so than beer and foie gras. At house parties I am the person on the floor making friends with the host’s cats. In my neighborhood, I’m the house that stray...
View ArticleSeeking happiness and joy for the holidays
Happiness should be the one thing always present during the holiday season — after all how times do you hear the word ‘joy’ uttered in December? Unfortunately, it’s not always effortless to be happy...
View ArticleHere’s to making more deliciousness in 2015
While I have a few resolutions (complete another Whole30 and to learn more about my Nikon camera), most of my hopes for the new year involve cooking. I created a new page on this blog to track my...
View ArticleBack in the {blogging} saddle…
In case you were concerned, like my mother was, about why this blog has been so quiet lately, I have a lame but entirely honest excuse — life got crazy. At first, in mid-February, I became so bogged...
View ArticleMissions Accomplished: DIY projects and plenty of Pok Pok
While I have slacked on blogging these past few months, I can say — at the very least — I have been successful at some of my food goals for 2015. Back in February, I made homemade Fritos (Faux-itos?),...
View ArticleGoing Coastal for Sanity’s Sake: A Weekend in Astoria, OR
I live for the ocean. Having grown up on a small Alaskan island, the scent of seawater was one ubiquitous thing about my childhood. And after I moved away from Kodiak, I made sure to always live near...
View ArticleReykjavik: The first 24 hours
My husband and I arrived in Iceland on Saturday morning at 6am. For being half asleep and totally jet lagged, we managed to make the most of our first day of vacation. We left the Keflavik airport and...
View ArticleReykjavik, Day 2: A little culture and a lot of hot dogs
We started our second afternoon in Iceland with brunch at the KEX hostel, a popular place to stay as well as to eat and drink. It’s a quirky little spot – I can imagine young international backpackers...
View ArticleIcelandic waterfalls, Geysir and hooray for rain jackets!
Anyone who knows me knows I hate the cold. I hate snow and winter sports (except for sledding, that counts right?) and trust me, no amount of boozy hot cocoa will convince me to feel otherwise. But...
View ArticleMissions Accomplished: DIY projects and plenty of Pok Pok
While I have slacked on blogging these past few months, I can say — at the very least — I have been successful at some of my food goals for 2015. Back in February, I made homemade Fritos (Faux-itos?),...
View ArticleCopenhagen, the first 6 hours: from sleep deprived to satisfied
When we left Iceland I was practically in tears. Not because I was sad to go — which I really was — but because I was so tired. I’m not sure if it was vacation jitters or the very real … Continue...
View ArticleFrom Tongue to Tail: Midnight snacks in Shibuya, Tokyo
* If you missed the first installment (where we dined on our first bowl of Japanese ramen at 9am), click here to catch up! * Our second evening in Tokyo ended on a serious high note. Koji, a friend...
View ArticleTokyo’s UNU Farmer’s Market: Bringing Portland to Japan
Over the past few weeks I have been writing about the adventures my husband and I had in Japan last month, but have yet to elaborate on the reason we were there in the first place: the Portland Tokyo...
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