We couldn't pass up visiting the Column while in Astoria on the rare occasion of a perfectly clear day. The long spiral staircase made me dizzy, but the view was worth it. The Column overlooks the city, rivers, bay, forest, mountains and the Pacific Ocean. It was fun to watch kids launch little wood airplanes they got from the gift shop.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Monday, September 12, 2011
fish and chips
A friend from church had recommended to me that the next time we went to Astoria that we should eat at Bowpickers where you can get the best fish and chips. It was a fun surprise to see that Bowpickers was actually a fishing boat turned into a little kitchen and parked on a hill just 50 yards from the ocean. A place this unique has to serve exceptionally good food and it did.
Ordering food on a boat parked on land reminded us of a place we ate at on our honeymoon. It was a small, rickety, old wood ship nestled in a forest area with a few, tiny houses surrounding it. Like the boat we ate at in Astoria, there was a staircase built to board, but you actually ate at little tables on the ship. The chef and owner was a former coach for the Olympic Russian women's gymnastics team. He was a short, tan, muscular guy in a cut-off shirt who looked to be in his 50s. Just another foreigner living the "pura vida" in Costa Rica. He and his mama ran the place. No menu and you were given a choice of two options. We were the only customers that night. I don't remember what kind of fish we had and it was served with a side of rice with some kind of cranberry sauce and it was delicious. It was one of those experiences that feels more like a dream. I wish I had taken a picture of the place.
Ordering food on a boat parked on land reminded us of a place we ate at on our honeymoon. It was a small, rickety, old wood ship nestled in a forest area with a few, tiny houses surrounding it. Like the boat we ate at in Astoria, there was a staircase built to board, but you actually ate at little tables on the ship. The chef and owner was a former coach for the Olympic Russian women's gymnastics team. He was a short, tan, muscular guy in a cut-off shirt who looked to be in his 50s. Just another foreigner living the "pura vida" in Costa Rica. He and his mama ran the place. No menu and you were given a choice of two options. We were the only customers that night. I don't remember what kind of fish we had and it was served with a side of rice with some kind of cranberry sauce and it was delicious. It was one of those experiences that feels more like a dream. I wish I had taken a picture of the place.
Friday, September 9, 2011
mickelle's big day
She looked beautiful and it was a wonderful day. The realization that all of my closest of friends are now married and spread far across the country is bittersweet. I don't want to think about how long it will be before I will see them again...future girls trips are a must!
(Mickelle painted the cake toppers herself, so cute!)
(Mickelle painted the cake toppers herself, so cute!)
Thursday, September 1, 2011
bits of my week in utah
All I want right now is a Polish dog from J-dawg's with everything on it. And a crepe with nutella and banana from this crepe/waffle stand that just opened right by it. And another crepe with speculoos (a thick syrup that tastes like graham crackers).
I will miss you random, delicious food joints...you don't realize what you got until it's gone.
We hiked the Y, watched Manti play Rugby, hit up all my favorite food places, saw a play, made marshmallows, saw a double rainbow, and whined everyday about how there is too little time in the day for sisters to spend together.
I will miss you random, delicious food joints...you don't realize what you got until it's gone.
We hiked the Y, watched Manti play Rugby, hit up all my favorite food places, saw a play, made marshmallows, saw a double rainbow, and whined everyday about how there is too little time in the day for sisters to spend together.
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