As soon as I dropped off my luggage at the airport hotel, I changed out of business attire and into the adult version of recess clothes. There was no level of exhaustion that was going to prevent me from spending a few hours in a town that topped my list of musts.
I have always heard such great things about Portland, but the city ended up being much more than I had expected. There were restaurants, shops, and most importantly, pedestrians, on every corner of downtown. I found a quick comfort within the bustling streets.
I also found quick comfort within this red coat!
I spent a couple hours adventuring before landing at Clyde Common, the first restaurant that grabbed my attention during a mini Google sesh before leaving the hotel.
I started with the golden beat soup, which was one of the more uniquely delicious dishes I’ve ever had. I know there is absolutely no way I can recreate this at home, but I’m sure going to try. Golden beats, apple cider vinegar, Greek yogurt, salt and pepper? I could be way off, but that’s the starting point I came up with as I ate every last bite.
Next up was broccoli rabe with guanciale, lemon vinaigrette, pistachio, and fried egg. Something about this dish was a little too bitter for me, but the egg was so cool I didn’t mind. When I read fried egg I anticipated an ordinary breakfast egg, not the breaded and fried soft boiled egg that arrived on the plate.
And lastly, the cavatelli with root vegetables, crème fraîche, nutmeg, and celeriac espuma. If this had been the only dish I ordered, I would have eaten it in its entirety. The flavors were wonderful, but it was entirely too dense for my already full belly.
Even though I had a completely enjoyable evening, four hours in Portland was a total tease. I would love to come back this year, especially for a mom/daughter trip when the weather warms up a bit.
Have you taken any family vacations recently?
faith @ For the Health of It says
A) Your coat is SO chic! So nice you have the weather to wear it 🙂
B) Who knew a fried egg would ever be a literally bread and fried egg? I’m intrigued now – it sounds really good. Then again, when isn’t something breaded/fried NOT good?