Portland: A City without a Sandwich

Ok, so this blog's title may be misleading. I do not mean to imply that Portland has no sandwiches, or even a sandwich worth blogging about, only that on my recent trip to said city, I had no sandwich. Portland does have some fine eats, though, and I want to highlight a few of them.

1. Andina. This Peruvian Tapas restaurant was our first meal in PDX, and the best. We went here for Anna's b-day based on friend's recommendation, and man was it good. From the salad (with some sort of toasted nuts (pomagranite seeds?) quesa fresca, hearts of palm and a passion fruit vinagrette) to the smoked fish, fried yuca relleno, and grilled diver scallop, everything was elegant and perfect.

2. Hot Lips Pizza. Pizza with locally-sourced, seasonal, organic toppings AND locally-sourced, seasonal housemade soda? OK.

3. Voodoo Donut. Though it was obvious that us and every other person standing in the long line for donuts were tourists, it was worth it. I had a Mango filled donut, Anna went with a Neopolitan, and we split a Boston Creme. I want another right now.

4. Farmer's Market Cookies. We got some cookies at the Farmer's Market. A homemeade oreo that was reedick, a passion fruit creme that was even MORE reedick and a salted chocolate chip cookie that was deec. We also got a strawberry rubarb hand-held pie. There was also a stand that had like 8 varieties of homemade, artisan pickles that all gave the finger to the Davis Farmer's Market.

In conclusion, I think I'd get tired of things being "locally-sourced" or "seasonal" or "artisanal" if I lived in Portland. Or maybe I'd just stop noticing.