Every once in a while, there are days that are really great, and yesterday was certainly one of them.
I woke up at ten and met GuitaristDavid and FlutistSusan, so they could take me out to breakfast in exchange for the impromptu photo shoot I did for them yesterday afternoon (which was also fun, by the way) to promote the holiday-music group they’re forming. And boy, did they choose an amazing place. I think yesterday was quite possibly the best breakfast of my entire life. If I had known what was in store for me, I would’ve brought my camera, for sure.
They took me to Roux, which is a French-by-way-of-New-Orleans style restaurant. I had a sort of scramble, which consisted of smoked trout, potatoes, onions, creme fraiche, with poached eggs and dill leaves on top. It was unbelievably good. Susan had oyster and bacon benedict, and David had a chicken-and-biscuits with gravy. We all exchanged samples, and each dish was amazing. After we got home, I think we all collapsed in food coma for a while.
After coming out of said food coma, I was ready to go on a little day trip, so I called J to see if she was up for a trip. She was, so I picked her up and we drove to Astoria for a few hours. We went to the top of the hill that overlooks the entire peninsula, to check out the views and to see the Astoria Column. Here are some pics:
We walked around for a long time, admiring the views and trying to pick some of the blackberries that were growing along the edge of the hill. The good berries within reach had already been taken, so we stumbled down to try and pick some others, but it was to no avail; not to mention that the ones we found were bitter and unripened. So we gave that up pretty quickly. We left the Column behind and drove around in the hills, exploring the pretty little town. Every turn brought a new exclamation of ‘oh my god. . .look at that!’ from at least one of us. The views are breathtaking, and some of the houses are too.
By that time, we were ready for dinner, so we drove downtown to the waterfront to find something to eat. One of the businesses had some murals painted on the back. I love the way they’ve incorporated the actual windows and hinges into the murals. It adds a nice touch of realism.
The first few places we tried to go were either closed for business or were too expensive, so we ended up at the Wet Dog brewery. Not the greatest place in town, but it was decent enough, and the grilled albacore salad was really good.
We got in the car and went back to the hills to explore more of the town. We came to a road that had a perfect view of the bridge, just in time to see a barge motoring underneath, presumably on its way out to sea.
We continued along the high road, and came to a wooded area with no houses, and saw a deer feasting on the leaves that were growing the side of the road. We drove as slowly and quietly as we could, considering that we were in my noisy Honda, and he didn’t seem particularly fazed by our presence, so we were able to get a few pictures.
My right foot slipped just then, and I accidentally pushed the accelerator and revved the engine a little bit, which startled the deer and made him decide to slowly disappear into the bushes. I apologized to him for startling him (I’m pretty sure he understood English) and we drove away. We wanted to get back to Portland at a decent hour, so we wound our way back down the steep, curvy roads of Astoria and made our way back to the highway for the rest of the uneventful trip home. We made really good time, too, and were home by 8:30.
It was just a great day. Days like that are so fun and relaxing. Susan and David are so great and so inspiring. Roux is so amazing and delicious. Astoria is so fun and so picturesque. J is so fun and hilarious, in her low-key way. And me? I’m so looking forward to having many more days like that in the future.