Friday, December 12, 2008
Late lunch at the Portside
We decided to go to Coos Bay for some last minute grocery and Christmas shopping and have luncheon at the Portside in Charleston. We puttered around and JUST as we got out of Freddy's, threw cash at the Bell ringer, it opened up and poured straight down. We had been warned about extreme weather coming and it got here, best stay out of elevation of 1500 feet or higher, twill snow, SNOW, SNOW.
Anyway toodled out to the Portside and found ourselves the only people willing to order lunch in this ghastly weather. We had the undivided attention of the waitress and the cooperation of the chef. Tim wanted steak, which was only offered on the dinner menu but yeah they would fire up the salamander and make him a well done piece of Grade A sirloin. They did not have exactly what I wanted either so I asked for halibut and scallops. They whipped up a special order for me. Delicious! Dessert was two spoons and an order of caramel flan.
Then we went home the "back way" over Seven Devils road to 101 and then to Coquille just in time for a post prandial nap. Life is good.
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4 comments:
that sounds so excellent. i miss the oregon coast in the wintertime. and yes, i know i'm romanticizing it, but i get to.
i cannot believe how cheap gas is down your way. here its still up around 1.81; but that probably has a lot to do with being on an international border. still...1.58? its practically 1955 down there!!!!
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...OMG I JUST READ YOUR WHITEHOUSE COOKBOOK POST LUST LUST LUST LUST SLAVER DROOL COVET COVET!!!!!!!
I think we MUST have bottomed out priced wise, locally this low price is a gas war between the guy who owns ALL the gas stations (except for Shell) AND tanker the gas comes in on. I shudder to think about it going the other way.
And yeah I really like the WHCB, it has lots more advice on how to make ink, and cook a White House dinner and manners are mentioned as well, how desirable it is to dine without noise, no slurping, new clinking the cutlery against the plate. Hmmm that oneis a bit harder to do. R
I didn't get the pig pun...ah well.
As for oxygen levels, mine was at 85 for the longest time now back at 90. A little green bottle was never mentioned.
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