Posts for August, 2013
August 30, 2013
Here in Portland, we’ve become accustomed to happy hours with some meat on their bones. Half-heartedly discounted mixed nuts and olives simply won’t do. And as the happy hour ante continues to rise, even the city’s most esteemed restaurants are offering specials substantial enough to send cheap eats lovers into paroxysms of joy. If you’re willing to eat dinner with the early birds, here are the best places for a full-on feast at sample sale prices, as found in my happy hour roundup in this month’s Mix Magazine.
And per the big website update I’ve been working on this summer, I’ve been adding the best and most filling happy hours to the Under the Table HH section, which you can find thisaway>>
August 29, 2013
Late last August, on the heels of Pix Patisserie’s 10-year anniversary, owner and executive chef Cheryl Wakerhauser surprised many a macaron and champagne-loving Portlander when she consolidated her popular North Williams Avenue and Division Street cafes into a 3,000-square foot former Christian daycare, sharing the 2200 block of East Burnside with Heart Roasters and the late June.
She planted a few vines out front, built a pétanque court, lined the walls with empty champagne bottles, put a bull on it, and debuted her new concept — a space that’s half Pix, half Bar Vivant, a San Sebastián-style tapas bar where porrons are the reigning vessel and throwing your napkin on the floor isn’t rude, it’s expected. Having just celebrated this delicious duo’s first anniversary, Wakerhauser reflects on the nerves-fraying logistics of moving two restaurants in one day, the virtues of standing while you eat, mythical pétanque-playing frat boys, the financial rewards of being crazy, and where to find the Pyrenees in PDX, in this interview I did for Eater PDX’s One Year In feature, right this way>>
August 16, 2013
Looking at photos of the Portland Picnic Society shenanigans on Instagram, it probably looks like all fun and games and bottled cocktails and ridiculously beautiful food. Well guess what, it’s hard work. Especially the location scouting. Which is how I found myself sitting alone in the rain at the Washington Park amphitheater last night, eating gooseberry granita out of a Tupperware tub with a spoon and reading a trashy romance novel. Not. Glamorous.
This month’s PPS theme, since we attempt to adhere to themes and loosely coordinate who’s bringing what so we don’t end up with a dozen plates of deviled eggs and one bowl of chocolate frogs (not that that’s a bad thing, it’s a normal day’s lunch at UTTWJ headquarters), was Mediterranean Mezze, and it was decided that since Portland’s glorious International Rose Test Garden is in full bloom, we’d convene there.