$3 Bucket of Donuts

Voodoo Doughnuts is a (sketchy) hole in the wall donut shop. Its bizarre and eclectic offerings–like, cocoa puff donuts, cock & balls, maple bacon donuts–have turned it into a Pacific NW tourist destination. The place kind of loses its appeal after living in Portland for so long but it’s still a place to go to when you want to experience PDX culture and (duh) when you want donuts. Although it’s fun to bring a non-Portlander to Voodoo Doughnuts. Or someone who’s been there multiple times but wasn’t aware one could purchase a bucket of donuts for a mere three dollars…

You can guess what we he decided to do. He bought a bucket, we each had one, then he decided to be generous and give away donuts to the homeless folks we passed by. (I bet you were expecting us to be gluttonous, and to overindulge ourselves and not others.) It all went well until we found no barely any homeless people, which is extremely unusual in Portland, and we encountered a pompousgermaphobedouchebag.

*Photo* Updates on Life

Several days ago, I wrote Updates on Life and I just finally got around to uploading the photos that should’ve accompanied that post. Better late than never, right?

(Click on the thumbnails to view the larger version.)

On the way to Tillamook Cheese Factory and the campgrounds, we had lunch at a steakhouse. Free peanuts, beer served in mason jars, and delicious burgers.

My sister and her BF drove up to visit for a couple days and we indulged ourselves with wonderful food. One of which was my raspberry buttermilk cake, and another was some ohmyfawkinGod delicious bacon pizza. Nomnomnom? Indeed.

Do check out my Flickr because that’s where I upload a lot of my photos.

A few days ago, the BF and I headed downtown to do some errands and hang out. At one point we went to Peet’s for coffee and wait for a phone call that never came (until much later than expected). I got bored–surprise, surprise–and started doodling on the envelope of a card he was planning on mailing.

There’s a fish eating a fish, crabs, hearts, chopped up fish, sushi, hearts, and LAO. The BF crossed out the hearts and is the culprit behind LAO. Yeah, we’re 22 years old with four bachelor’s degrees between the two of us.

Updates on Life

I’ve been (unintentionally) neglecting my blog for the past few weeks but I have been Tweeting a lot instead. It’s easie but I apologize because I know it’s not the same. Do follow me on Twitter if you can’t resist.

Here’s a few updates on what I’ve been up to recently.

+ I went camping on the coast last weekend with the roommate, the BF, and a friend. Instead of heading straight to our campsite at Fort Stevens we made an hour long detour to the Tillamook Cheese Factory for some ridiculously delicious icecream. I’ve only recently realized that kid’s sizes are perfect for me because one small serving of junk food is just all about that I can stomach. Unfortunately, I don’t always remember that and I ended up ordering two huge scoops of icecream on a huge waffle cone.  Oh, and this was right after I had a huge (but delicious) burger for lunch.

Enough about food. Camping was fun. It rained but only when we were ready to sleep; it was nice falling asleep and waking up to the sound of raindrops hitting your tent. The next morning started off a little overcast but the sun eventually came out. Played around with a toy shotgun someone bought. And by play I mean we tried to shoot squirrels with it. The boys also swam and ran around on the beach while I chose to just read. I did get a little sunburned on my nose.

+ My sister and her BF were in town for a few days. It was a laidback visit and consisted pretty much of baking, cooking and lots of eating. A Pizza Scholls (hands down best pizzeria in Portland, Ore.), chocolate krinkle cookies, Chinese food from China Town, meatloaf, garlic cheddar cheese chicken, Portland, Farmer’s Market, KFC, meatloaf, banana blueberry pancakes. Oh, and I baked the most delicious raspberry buttermilk cake ever. Mmm. I’ll share the recipe and photos for that in the very near future.

Yeah. I eat a lot. Probably too much for my own good.

+ I did, however, sign up for another month of bikram yoga. We all know how much I love bikram yoga. This is definitely something that I’d like to do long-term. I’m going to try attending more sessions from now on–maybe up it to going every weekday. Oh, I also managed to talk the BF into signing up for a month of bikram yoga with me. Haha.

+ The job hunt is going well. I’m not going to say anything because I don’t want to jinx it but hopefully I’ll be with good news soon. I’m still looking though–this time focusing more on connections and networks–because there’s no need to stop and jump for joy yet.

Yesterday

I experienced two “bests” yesterday: the best bikram yoga class I’ve had since I started last week and the best ramen I’ve probably ever had. I guess it was a good day for working out and eating.

Yesterday’s bikram class was the first one where I didn’t sit out on any of the poses or think to myself, ‘How much longer do I have?!’ I did all 26 poses rather well and felt very peaceful despite being in a 105 degree room for 90 minutes. I was surprised by how much easier some poses had become and how much more flexible I was. And I was even more surprised when we reached blowing in firm–the last pose–beause I found myself thinking, ‘Did we miss any poses? We’re already done?’

I really like bikram yoga. It’s a nice way to rid yourself of physical and mental toxins. I always feel happier, healthier, and more relaxed at the end of each class. I’ll even go as far as to say that I “glow” for the rest of the day. I keep trying to convince people to come with me but I haven’t had much luck…

I went to grab some beer and Asian food to celebrate a friend’s birthday afterwards. Instead of getting the Hazelnut Brown (as I always do and I think after the huge mug I had on my birthday I’m set for a while), I tried the Captain Sig’s Northwestern Ale. It was… okay.

Waiting for our food.

Anyway, beer isn’t the point–ramen is. We went to Biwa for dinner and it was delicious. I really like the funky, clean, and tasteful decor but I liked the food even more. The small appetizers are good but not really worth the money. The ramen, however, huge servings and so delicious. It was $9 but during happy hour it’s only $5… and happy hour is from 5 to 10pm. Yeah. I know. Who has happy hour then?!

It’s a little hard to get to Biwa if you don’t live in the area and don’t have a car (or a bike) but I think it’s within walking distance of a couple bus lines. I know it’s also received some bad reviews but it’s gotten really good reviews from people who know Japan and Japanese cuisine. I guess you can’t please everyone. Oh well, I definitely want to go back to Biwa.

Photo Blog, Mother’s Bistro, Mississippi Street Fair + Bikram

© 2009 Maddy

My sisters and I started what is already becoming a sweet daily photo blog. This is the first photo I uploaded to it–it’s what I see outside my window when I’m sitting on the bed.

Let me know if you want the link to the photo blog.

© 2009 Maddy

The BF and I had brunch at Mother’s Bistro today and it was OMGdelicious. Everything we ordered–omelet, hash, and mascarpone-filled crepes–came from the Mother of the Month’s menu; it didn’t disappoint. Some four hours later, we’re both still really full but I’m just waiting until I have the appetite to eat the surprise raspberry cupcake the BF got to go for me.

We may also check out the Mississippi Street Fair later this evening. I’ve been reading people’s Tweets about it and they’re all saying it’s twice as big as last year’s and there’s ice cream on every block. (Ahk… for the latter). After today’s brunch, I’m going to try and refrain from consuming more unhealthy food.

I haven’t been able to go running or biking since we moved into the house. There’s no scenic loop (or sidewalks) to go on unless I want to run on the undesignated “sidewalk” along this major road. I will, however, be signing up for bikram yoga this week so I’ll be getting some work out in. I’ll even get cardio in if I decide to do the 45-ish minute bike ride to-and-from the studio, which is the ideal scenario.

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