My body would like me to believe that I can survive on caffeine and pastries though, or fruit and ice cream, or raw vegetables and cheese. But I can not. And the DT's are rough.
The caffeine tastes so good here in Portland, though. And there are enough stellar pastries to keep me afloat for hours and hours. Because most of my stamina comes from restaurant work where there's no time to pee, eat or sit, I can go on fumes for longer than the average human. I can go on the excitement of finding the next bakery, the next bread, the next find.
So tonight I am happy to report I will be eating at Le Pigeon, and then desserting at clarklewis. (The ownership and management is completely different at cl since the last time I was in PDX.) I will need a big, fatty meal to keep me fueled for my trip down to California tomorrow. I am actually looking forward to the long drive. All that thinking, all that looking. And all that listening.
My iPod is stocked with Sleater-Kinney, Otis Redding, Slick Rick, Iron & Wine, The Be Good Tanyas, Joni Mitchell, D'Angelo, Missy Elliott, Dave Brubeck, Operation Ivy, Chemical Brothers, and DJ Krush, to name a few.
Thanks for coming along on my Pacific Northwest adventure.
Next stop, Chicago. A city I have never been before!