September 07, 2008

fleet foxy, i love you.

musicfest northwest came to town this weekend and we saw ourselves some pretty decent bands.
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fleet foxes was by far the standout performance, in spite of (because of?) the guy behind me screaming like a little girl for the entire show. i'm pretty sure he cried when the band played 'mykonos.' or maybe that was me, after hearing him scream out his eternal devotion to "fleet foxy" for the millionth time.
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i was genuinely surprised that he made it through the entire show without throwing his panties onto the stage. it was a small venue. he totally could've gotten them up there.
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no pictures from the show, though. honestly, no pictures of anything i've done over the last few weeks, including a mom visit, trips to the gorge/beach/wine country, biking, eating, planting, painting, knitting, canning, drinking beer, watching football, or turning 29.
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 so use your imaginations, kay? and in the meantime, enjoy these pictures i found from a farm-to-table dinner we went to a few weeks ago. organic farm, sunset, whole pig, one of my favorite breweries sponsoring... enough to make a little girl's heart go pitter pat.
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mmmmmm, chicharron.
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also? chicharron with salt caramel in a homemade chocolate shell. sweet jesus.

August 27, 2008

we're almost official.

as Portlanders, that is. there are now more bikes than people living in our house.
a couple weeks ago, the boy and i spent a steamy saturday afternoon outside by the river, celebrating all things bike, brew and alternative energy at the tour de fat, brought to stumptown with love by new belgium brewery. (if you live west of the mississippi and the tour is coming to a spot near you, i completely recommend checking it out.)

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this year's tour brought with it 100 degree temperatures - totally ideal for standing outside for five hours drinking beer, no? but everyone was happy, the beer was frosty, there was shade to be found (sort of. if you squinted.) and good times were had by all.

michael phelps was there, celebrating his 97th gold medal.

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and in portland, friends apparently DON'T let friends wear green terry cloth shorty shorts.

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there were frankenbikes to play with.

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i might have been a little obsessed with the one with sneaker wheels.

there were bands, and a pancake-making-backpack-contortionist (word), and an all-girl minibike dance troupe revue, and even a guy who traded in his car for a sweet custom bike. to say nothing of the new orleans style funeral for the Escalade. (um, clearly the tour de fat is not invited to my native detroit).

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but best of all? at the end of the day there was a raffle. and someone won herself a kickass cruiser bike.

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(ignore dorky picture. the combination of 6 hrs in 100 degree heat plus beer does not lend itself to cuteness.) i rode it all the way home, complete with stupid grin. what a great day.

August 03, 2008

a thing of beauty.

it's a rare moment, when you find yourself swept up in the awesome power of human potential. when you are able to witness firsthand what glorious things human beings are capable of when they come together united in idea and spirit and motivation.
works of art.
life-bettering scientific discoveries.
red bull flugtag.

oh, yes, my friends. this weekend, we - and tens of thousands of our closest friends - witnessed an awesome display of ingenuity and stupidity, as 31 teams built flying machines, and then crashed them into the willamette river.  good times.
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who knew that there were 50,000 people in portland who want to see people crash homemade flying machines into the river? when i insisted that we go, i think the boy thought we'd be the only people there. ha!
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team spaceballs rocked the fan favorite award.
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team lego my red bull totally got robbed. hands down, the best costumes and airplane, and they danced to a song about beer. you got my vote, guys.
 
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of course, all that drunken flying is going to lead to a pretty destroyed lego aircraft once you crash it into a river.
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marty mcfly and his flugtag delorean didn't fare much better.
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the big winners - team yakima and their flying big wheel.

obviously, my goal is now to make friends with engineers here in portland so i can commandeer them into making me my own flugtag vehicle next time red bull comes to town.

July 29, 2008

we don't need no stinking bar exam.

actually, apparently we do.
cross your fingers for us kids.

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July 21, 2008

xoxo.

dear bacon school,

you complete me.

you make my little heart go pitter pat. 

every moment that we're apart feels like an eternity.

i can't bear the thought that we may be parted forever. what are you doing this weekend? i'm picturing you, me, a satiny blanket of hollandaise sauce ... what's that, dear bacon school? bacon hollandaise sauce? oh, bacon school, you say all the right things to me. won't you be mine? we could go steady. i would be so good to you, i promise. a love like ours should never be kept apart.

xoxo,

heather

ps. call me?


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(best cooking class ever - bacon, canadian bacon, tasso ham, and duck prosciutto - still curing. yum.)

July 08, 2008

tremendous.

run, don't walk, to check out sam's coverage of the historic 2008 nathan's famous hot dog eating championship. simply tremendous.

July 03, 2008

growing.

eternal optimist about my to-do list that i am, i was convinced when we moved out here that by July, having had a good four months in portland, the boy and i would have finished repainting the interior of the house, ripped out the carpet, installed wood floors, bought all the furniture we need, planted the garden, installed flowers in the front yard, and would be all set on smug homeowner front. ha. i won't list all the projects still on the to-do list, but i will say that one of these days we really will replace that cardboard moving box we've been using as a nightstand. uh-huh. right.

mercifully, we did manage to get a vegetable garden built and planted shortly after we moved in, and the garden is thriving, even if some of our other projects are temporarily stalled. (both of us having to retake the bar exam at the end of this month isn't helping any). so to distract y'all from the requests for cute house pictures that i still can't give you, here's some garden-y eye candy.

here's a side view of the main bed. we built a six-ft by six-ft raised box, with a little cinderblock island in the middle, so we can perch there and reach everything. using the square foot gardening book as a guide (i think it's a good book in theory, though the author is a little unnecessarily fanatical about some of this stuff), we sectioned it off into one foot squares, and intensively planted each one of those.

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coming at it from a different side, you can see what we've got growing -- a big broccoli plant in the left corner, bush green beans hiding behind it, a tomatillo plant (the tall one with the flowers that's particularly visible in the picture above), chard, carrots and fennel in the back. in the center front, we have a bunch of spicy mizuna greens (actually harvested now, and frozen to become winter soup greens), midget pea plants surrounding the cinder blocks, and chioggia beets in the way back.

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and the other side, baby lettuces next to more broccoli, a bunch of red chard in front of the tuscan kale, more midget peas, and - hardly visible - bok choy, cucumber seedlings, and squash way in the back.

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i'm amazed at the yield we've been getting. when the bok choy was in full swing, there was enough to feed a small army. we've now eaten our way through the first planting, and we've got seedlings ready to go in for a second planting as soon as they get a little bigger. we've also got extra space where the spicy greens were, and we'll probably be clearing out some of the broccoli soon, so we need to figure out what we want to put in for our second plantings. at the very least, there will be more green beans (to be pickled into bloody mary stirrers).

finally, we've got the tomato and herb patch holding down the deck, and a small asparagus patch that i can't seem to get a good picture of.

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we've been eating out of the garden for a while now, and for the last month of so, we've been using garden produce at least daily. trading in nyc for dirty hippiedom has certainly been tasty.

happy fourth this weekend - we've got beer and fried chicken makings in the fridge. it'll be a good weekend.

June 30, 2008

what to do when it's 100 degrees in portland.

  • melt

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  • distract yourself from the heat with homemade madelines

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  • distract yourself from the idiocy of baking when it's 100 degrees outside with a G&T and vanity fair (the novel, not the magazine) on the porch
  • enjoy some backyard barbeque with excellent neighbors
  • thank god you had the foresight to buy the house next door to cari's so you only have to travel fifteen feet to get to dinner
  • rake in a massive garden harvest before the greens give up the will to live

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  • feel inordinately proud at your gardening prowess
  • realize that it's too freakin hot to make the chicken soup with spicy greens you meant to use these for and decide to put them up for the winter instead
  • bike furiously around the east side looking for a bar that's both open at 11am on a sunday and is showing soccer on tv
  • bonus points when you find the one that also offers a bloody mary buffet. (mmmm, dilly beans)
  • remember how much fun soccer fans are. look forward to hitting south africa for world cup 2010
  • drown your sorrows when germany loses the euro cup with french macaroons and beer
  • bike home as the clouds roll in and the wind picks up
  • sit back and wait for the thunderstorm to roll in

lovely weekend.

June 09, 2008

please pass the icy-hot.

as part of our ongoing quest to pass as "real" portlanders, the boy and i spent the weekend up in hood river, getting our kayak school on. we weren't entirely sure what to expect from the two days of classes, seeing as my previous kayaking experience is nonexistent, and the boy's is limited to in-lake situations like this:

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hello, there is a seventy pound golden retreiver crushing my shins. guess i won't be paddling anywhere 'cept back to the dock.

trepidatious much? why yes we were.

the weekend ended up being excellent. we spent saturday morning in a pool, learning how to not die in a kayak, and then the afternoon putting this helpful skill to use in the hood river. the first time you inadvertently find yourself trapped underwater upside down in a moving river is a heck of an experience, i tell you what.

on sunday, we went over into washington and spent the day kayaking down the klickitat river. no pictures of us, as i was concentrating on not dying in the rapids, but this is a pretty accurate depiction:

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or this:

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pictures borrowed from here. not the school we used, but i'm sure they're lovely people nonetheless.

ok, so we weren't going over waterfalls or anything, but we did our share of class ii rapids, most of which are a heck of a lot scarier when you're coming at them from water level than they look from here. it was completely awesome. also awesome? i was the only person in the group not to end up like this:

Oops heck yeah. (apparently girls often take to kayaking faster than guys because of our "natural grace and flexibility," or at least so sayeth our instructors. anyone who has ever witnessed my "natural grace" in person will understand why i almost tipped my kayak over in hysterical laughter when they said this. graceful i am not. nor flexible. but i can still kick all the boys' butt in a kayak. woot.)

all in all the weekend was excellent and we are already trying to figure out when we can go out again. but holy moses, does every muscle in my body hurt today.

(ps. lest this blog go into hockey withdrawal, one of the instructors regaled me with the story of how he drank cheap beer out of the stanley cup in alaska a few years back when the NJ devils won the cup. what can i say? it all comes back to hockey.)

June 05, 2008

speechless.

"Gonchar puts it over the line. Lidstrom fires it out to center ice, five seconds to go. ... Gonchar to Malkin over the Detroit line. ... Backhand! ... Osgood the save and the rebound. ... Time will run out, and the Detroit Red Wings are the 2008 Stanley Cup champions!"  WXYT-FM 97.1

"Malone's pass is caught by Datsyuk. He's got some room to step out with it now, able to get away ... tumbles down to the ice. ... Play continues. ... Ten seconds to go. Gonchar flipped one. It's off the glove of Lidstrom. Sent back out to center ice off Cleary. Gonchar turns it around. He'll throw it back in the middle, tries for the front backhand. Save, Osgood, and that'll seal it! And the Detroit Red Wings, for the fourth time in 11 years, are Stanley Cup champions! What a marvelous play!" ... NBC

"Datsyuk upended. ... Back out for Gonchar, he moves it from center ice out to the zone. Cleared back out. Six seconds left. ... A shot! ... And the game is over, and Detroit hangs on dearly and wins their Stanley Cup. And they celebrate with Chris Osgood, but was it ever close!" ... CBC

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH! WWOOOOOOOOOOOO! HOLY @!#*(%&)#$(*%&@#! OZZIE! OZZIE! OZZIE! AAAAAAAHHHHH!" ... heather, lisa & sam

the most beautiful trophy in all of sports, lord stanley's cup, came home to hockey town last night. congratulations boys - i love each & every one of you. (and i have stupid grin like you wouldn't believe.)