Showing posts with label Hooray for Hipsters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hooray for Hipsters. Show all posts

Monday, December 5, 2011

Grilled Cheese Grill

Nanners and I paid a visit to the Grilled Cheese Grill last week.
Verdict: Awesome!

We ate our sandwiches on the double-decker bus which was
a total hit with all the kids. I told Nanners she should remember to
sit in the front of the bus (because that's where the smart kids sit, right?)



It was a lovely kid-friendly Portland experience that helped to cement my
deternination to keep on living the dream in the city as long as we possibly can.

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Hooray for Hipsters: Dining Month

June is Dining Month in Portland!


Go here to find the list of fabulous restaurants participating and to make your reservation.
Let's just say babysitters will be utilized this month.
Oh the possibilities...

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Fill Your Mouth With Sunshine

Last Saturday we competed in the Wilamette Week's First Annual Cartathlon.
Photo courtesy of the Wilamette Week
The Challenge:

Navigate Portland's deliciously eccentric food cart pods. Complete various bonus tasks along the way. Shove food in face as fast as your piehole can devour it. Repeat until running becomes waddling and eating a fried chocolate pie triggers gag reflex. And do it all knowing that a year's worth of free foodcart meals is at stake.
The above picture was one of four challenge sheets we received.
Meet Team Slobberchops:

Prepared like a Boyscout Chops

Sloppy Chops

Bam Chops

The Pants Chops

Team Slobberchops came in 9th out of 51 teams!
Not too shabby!

I can't say for sure if it was fun or not. It was such a blur. And did I mention I really wanted to win? I did. I feel like my brain is trying to tell me that it was fun like it tells me Hood to Coast is fun every year. Fun or not, I'm starting my marathon/eating contest training now so I'll be ready come next February.

To see more pictures of this authentic P-town experience
and read the article go here.
*The guys in the banana suits managed to come in ahead of us
and pound a bottle of whiskey each. Impressive. Not in a good way.