Some... actual food.

So, since Crimson is critiquing movies, and Ridley is off critiquing other countries, I might as well critique what I love, do some articles, whatnot; Fine food. Maybe other fine things in life, but for now, food. Why? My Hannibal-y side is nagging me about it all the time. (Blame Asperger's.) So, since I love fine food, especially the ones with the right amount of lemon zest, I'll start doing that, as well as posting my own recipes and cooking/eating travels. I'm a cultured man. I can do it.

Unfortunately.... I'll probably not see the Quartet for a while, the place to go in Portland for fine food where I used to attend every month or so, even played the piano there. But since the owners keep bickering with each other and whatnot, it's pretty much closed... or so I'm told by my mom, who knows one of the owners. But they had absolutely delicious meals there. I love the lamb chops, and the deserts are scrumptious. The best part is the restaurant itself. Not only does it have the beautiful view of the river and the sun setting upon the city, but the inside is pretty neat, too. Lovely architecture, and its formal atmosphere is delightful. I love the lamb chops there, they're my favorite thing to order.

Portland is also a place renown for its cafes. (Although there's this one place that I forget the name of, it's right by this antique store called Red Fox Vintage, don't go. Bathrooms suck, and there's always eggshells in the pancakes.) I know this one place that has a very good breakfast menu called the Cameo Cafe, known for it's fairly large pancakes. (There's another place I forget the name of, it's pancakes are four times as big. I think it's in Astoria. I know the cook there, he's a pretty nice guy.) The Bacon Ham Turkey sandwich is pretty good too.