My Newport, OR adventure two weeks ago was exhausting. LOL. I had to leave work early on Thursday due to Snowmaggedon and didn't go in to work at all on Friday, cut my losses and fled to the coast during the 4 hour window where it wasn't dumping buckets of snow on the Portland Metro area. The roads weren't bad, but as someone who learned to drive in that sort of thing, driving behind other people who had no clue what they were doing was scary. Very scary. Like slamming on your brakes in icy conditions while going around a sharp curve, scary. I had to take that following Monday off as the weather reports were warning of significant freezing rain in Portland. I decided to just take it easy and relax as much as possible for one more day before trying to make my way back.
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| Sunday afternoon at the coast. Quite pleasant. |
The hotel cat at the Sylvia Beach Hotel kept me company almost the entire time I was there.
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| My friend Shelley. Scratched at the door at 2am every morning I was there to be let in. |
Driving back to Portland wasn't that bad, it was very slushy though and the rocks bouncing against the car were annoying and worrisome at different turns. It wasn't until I got back to my street that I ran into any issues.
Here is my car, stuck in the rut between the driveway and the street. You can't see it in this picture, but there is a suburban parked just to the left which had suffered some front end damage that morning (hubby told me it didn't look like that when he left for work that morning.) So you can understand why I was fairly desperate to get the car into the driveway. Took an hour & a half of digging and 2 pots of boiling water to move it 6 feet into the driveway.
It was snow and slush on top of a lovely sheet of ice...
But anyway, on to the food...
Last Saturday we went to a wine tasting with truffles, it was awesome. Hip Chicks Do Wine, I highly recommend them. I will admit, I got a fair bit too "festive" and paid for it mightily the next day. It wasn't the tasting seen here that did me under, it was the last full glass of wine on a truffle lined stomach. Ouch.
On Sunday, I made a lavender lemon roast chicken with farro risotto. It was pretty amazing, if I do say so myself. Hubby even told me it was one of the best chickens I'd ever roasted. So that's a keeper! The recipe came from Rachel Khoo's cookbook, which unfortunately I am having trouble locating an online version of. It was honey, lavender, lemon juice & zest, and a bit of salt & pepper. Roasted. Eat. Go to roast chicken heaven. Hope they have madeleines in heaven.










































