Today was a beautiful spring like day in Portland. Paul, Dan and I rode down to Southeast for Paul to look a guitars and Dan to look a yet another synth… I swear there are a dozen different ones in our basement! Paul ended up not getting a guitar but we did get food at Los Gorditos. We ordered a vegan burrito and a vegan Nacho with Soyrizo… we devoured the and had no room for the burritos! Paul declared them the best vegan nachos in Portland.
We walked around Southeast, stopped at the Bridgeport Ale House on Hawthorne for a pint and checked out records at Jackpot. I’m still on my 90’s punk kick but didn’t really find anything I was looking for. I did pick up the 45 of the The Cure Just Like Heaven. I’m stoked to have it as a 45 with Snow in Summer on the flip side. It was getting cold then so we headed home to North Portland since I didn’t have any gloves.
We got home and I found that my record has a skip… and it is even in the title track! drat! I made some buttons and about to watch some Dollhouse and Battlestar.
I rarely use recipes. If I do look at them it is to use them as guides…. I also don’t do a lot of baking which I understand is more dependent on recipes. I remember reading years ago how the first written recipes were made for men at war. The recipes were written down so that men knew how to cook when they were off killing people. I always thought it would be funny to write a cook zine called “recipes are tools of the patriarchy!” for that reason.
So, here’s some more food pic. If you wanna know how to make something I might be able to give you a bit of instruction. But as my sister learned as well as my friend Jess now, you gotta use your own imagination for the rest.
Today was my first longish bike ride of the year clocking in at 15 miles. I’m sort of tired and my lips are a bit wind burt. Time to watch Dollhouse!
Synths in the basement? That must be bloody confusing if you get woken up by them in the middle of the night! My mother in law stopped me playing about with mine when she last visited as she said the odd noises really freaked her out! Mind you, I can’t actually play keyboards so maybe that was the foundation of her complaint?
Paul has around 7 and the rest are Dan’s!. The music room is filled with noise making stuff: drums, guitars, walls of amplifiers, a computer set up to make music. It is sort of ridiculous.
Paul even has an upright piano at his parents house that we need to get up here but I don’t know where to put it.
You must have neighbours that are either very tolerant, or deaf (and very tolerant!).
The music room is the most insulated room in the house and surprisingly it is pretty quiet outside considering. they don’t play too late and it seems that every other block in our neighborhood has some band that practices!
Your town sounds cooler with each new bit of information I find out about it!
oh helloooo deliciousness!