So, with November here, we are approaching 8 months as coast kids. Eight months of living in a small town of a little over 8000 people on the Oregon Coast
Day to day, working, running errands and just doing your everyday tasks, sometimes its easy fo forget things are different here. But then there are days like today that remind you… Continue reading “Loving a small town!”→
Trail magic, be it on a hike or on a bike, is when a complete stranger does something for you out of the goodness of their heart. There is no tangible or monetary reward for the giver of the magic, he or she simply does it because they want to…
You know, I really didn’t think it was possible. We western Washington folks have become known for our enjoyment of good coffee, good beer and excellent wine. On days when the snow has flown, and Seattle has in essence shut down, I have seen people trudge to Starbucks for coffee. And I myself have walked through a blizzard for the aforementioned beer.
But yesterday, I found the weather that keeps people away from great wine…
You know how weekends are supposed to be relaxing? You know, sleep in, laze around, sit on your ass? Yeah that was NOT this weekend. It was busy from the minute I woke up yesterday to about 5 minutes ago when I started writing this post… I am a bit tired…. Continue reading “Its been a weekend!”→
I describe myself pretty often using four words: Antisocial and Cold and Callous. Anyone who works with me will tell you that I will come up with any reason excuse possible to avoid going out for unit lunches, or drinks after work. I like most of my co-workers, but I figure being ‘stuck’ with each other for 8 hours a day is enough. More time with each other is NOT needed.
I also avoid all drama, regardless of the origin, by simply ignoring anyone generating the drama. It’s pretty darn easy when you get good at it, and alleviates a WHOLE lot of stress!
So given this, on days like today when we are out and about in Woodinville, it amazes me how many people like us! I don’t mean just being nice, I mean they seem to really like us!
Well we woke up for the first time ever in Walla Walla! We love the little house we rented, but I have to say, the tiny little air-conditioner in the bed room is just not up to the task! Nope didn’t sleep all that well last night.
Well, as my norm when we are at home or on vacation, I make a Starbucks run each morning. During our first walk through town, I scoped out the location. On my drive home, what did I see?
Yep, it was the annual hot air balloon stampede! These pics were taken from our porch.
Well we decided to walk to breakfast and we were looking for the Maple Counter Cafe… NEVER found it! More later on his, but we did find these 2 guys:
He is, in essence, the founder of Walla Walla, And
Nothing like a little art and history to keep you hungry while looking fr breakfast! We also found out there is a stream, Mill Creek, going under the town.
We later went to Whitman Mission National Historical site, so I could get my NPS passport stamp.(yep I’ma geek!) It was cool, and we Took the following pics:
It was a quiet place to walk around.
Then On to wine tasting! Being a WSU COUG we had to go to Cougar Creat Winery… Take my advice, don’t got there! The wine sucked! I was so disappointed….
We needed, good wine, so we traveled to Dusted Valley! Always a good choice. And we saw a great looking limo in front!
From there we want to Isehower winery, where we met Kelly. Next week she graduates from Whitman College, and then moves to Boston for an internship. The wine was good!
We went back home, dropped stuff off and walked into town. My sexy wife NEVER shops for clothes, so I made her hit up some stores. As long as I have a kindle to read and a chair to sit I can shop,with her all day! Check out the boots she bought!
Afterwards, we went into Sinclair winery, in which Sharon agreed Cougar Crest sucked! Her’s was very good! Our last stop was Sopalil cellars, with Creepy Bill! He was the wine maker, and was enamored with my wife. He whole time we were there, he talked only to her, no matter WHAT I said! He did tell us that our breakfast place DID exist, so we will try tomorrow! Best part, he didn’t charge us for the tasting. The wine was ok 🙂
Dinner at an Italian place and a walk home, all in all a great day!
There was a time, and I KNOW it will be shocking to many of you, that I was NOT the refined sophisticate that you see (or should I say read) before you today. Yes, I must confess, I didn’t even know what a palate was, let alone profess to have one back then. My wife has worked hard to develop my tastes since we met!
I just didn’t know what good was, for some things. For example, when it came to beer, whatever was cheap, or, better yet, whatever someone else was buying, was the perfect beer! You’ve seen my name, Mountainstroh. Well we drank Stroh’s (America’s only Fire-Brewed beer, in small copper kettles.) mainly because unlike other beers, it came in 15 packs! Three, yes three, Extra beers for the same price as a half rack. This gave rise to the legendary Strohs Bros&Fros of Washington State University! In fact, we wallpapered our dining room one year with our leftovers.
Nowadays, when I go for beer its good beer. I live in the land of microbrews. The WORST beer I will drink is Redhook. There are so many others to choose I could kill my liver just trying them all! My favorites are Mirror Pond and Rogue Ales.
I can only tolerate bad beer now in case of snakebite! And even then I am not sure I would allow it!
Now let’s move on to wine! Anyone remember Cella Lambrusco? Imagine if you will Kool-aid with an alcoholic content. Loved that stuff! There was one camping trip in which I was “sipping” out of the bottle while setting up the tent. In what seemed to be 15 minutes later it was gone! I distinctly remember one last rational thought “OH this is gonna be bad!” The next thing I remember is crawling out of the bushes near camp, and trying to get as close as possible to the fire because I was COLD! Not a good night.
Since then I have moved up to good wine! Now I am not in any way a wine expert. I have 3 categories. Damn that’s good, Eh its ok, and Spit that crap out! I can’t taste pepper, meat, chocolate or oak, I taste wine when I sip wine. I can still tolerate cheap wine, but this weekend we are going wine tasting in Walla Walla and I am SO looking forward to it!
Now for some things, my palate is the same as its been since I was a kid. The best Mac & cheese is Kraft mac and cheese! And I make it better than anyone! Hell, sometimes Michelle and I have it for breakfast on weekends. Peanut butter? Is Jifor Skippy, NOT chunky! (bleh) and I loves Smuckers Strawberry Jam. Cheese? Tillamook cheddar is best! I could eat a block in a night if I let myself.
All of this my wife is ok with, she has helped me widen my experiences with food and drink, and helped me find things we both like!
HOWEVER, (and this is how this post got started) one thing she hasn’t been able to instill in me is the love of good coffee. Today in the lunch room I was pouring myself the basic office coffee. “How can you drink that swill??! she asked?
I love bad coffee. Here I am in the land that spawned Starbucks, Tully’s and bikini barista stands, and I go for office swill. We use to have this old silver urn in the lunchroom. I am convinced it was never cleaned. The coffee had a metalic tang…. DAMN it was good!. I like to get a drip coffee at Starbucks, but I am just as happy hitting AM/PM for a huge cup of over burnt, brewed all day coffee! Too thick to drink, but too thin to plow, strong enough to float a horseshoe, and requiring a bit a chewing before swallowing. Just a little pinch of it between the cheek and gums sure tastes good!
I have stopped drinking beer or wine to get drunk, but I still drink coffee for the caffeine buzz! Nothing wakes you up better on a late night drive than day old, stuck to the bottom of the pot sludge! Mmmmmmmmmmmm!! Couple it with a Diet Mountain Dew later, and you can drive forever!!
So, as I have stated before, it takes a village to raise a Tony. But even the village isn’t perfect. Who’s up for a late night run to 7-11 with me???