I just got back last night from my trip to Seattle and Portland and, boy, was it a good time! I started making a diary of all the fun things we did, but then realized it was about 90% food-related and started to feel kind of doughy. As a result, I won’t share my full list, but here are two food highlights:
Crumpets at The Crumpet Shop in Seattle’s Pike Place Market. They make the crumpets fresh and do them up like they’re some sort of bagel/crepe combo. They were so good we went back twice. I need to figure out how to make them in my own home, so that I can replicate the ricotta/nutella crumpet experience outside of Seattle.
Vegetarian poutine at the Potato Champion food truck in Portland. I have been wanting to try poutine pretty much ever since I heard about it. I believe it was Ben Catmull who said that “poutine” sounds like it should be powdered sugar dusted on butt cheeks, but actually it is french fries covered in gravy and cheese curds. It’s a popular late-night food in Canada and I have managed to almost try it on several occasions. The issue for me is that most of the poutine you find has a meaty gravy, and only a few places offer a vegetarian version. Potato Champion was our last stop on our way out of town, and they even had vegan poutine! It tasted as good as it did in my imagination.
Oh yeah, and also all the fresh fruits and vegetables. (Not really. You can’t beat California when it comes to produce, but I felt obligated to mention something healthy after so much nutella and gravy talk).
The real highlight, though, was Stumptown Comics Fest. In a rare occurrence, all five of us at the table had a new minicomic (that’s us in the photo by oceanyamaha, left to right: Minty Lewis, Damien Jay, Joey Sayers, Elenore Toczynski, and Susie Cagle). Spirits were high and sales were brisk. I participated in my first-ever panel about indie publishing with Secret Acres, and I learned that Theo Ellsworth used to live in a cave.
Between convention days, I watched a show called “Celebrity Ghost Stories” and decided it’s my new favorite show. When can I get the DVD box set?? Debi Mazar has a particularly chilling tale in which a ghost boiled her pet turtle. (Sammy Hagar’s ghost story, however, could use a little work.)
On the way back, Damien and I tried to board a plane headed to Salt Lake City. We got part of the way down the little mobile hallway before they called us back. I knew something was fishy when I saw that the girl behind me had the same seat assignment as Damien, but God must’ve really wanted to make fools of us last night because I just ignored that clue. We totally got laughed at when we emerged from the little hallway and it was several minutes before I could look at anything besides the floor. Damien wasn’t nearly as embarrassed as he should have been. Fortunately, we eventually managed to get on the right plane.
I also made a pretty big bonehead move with regards to the production of “Salad Days,” but managed to correct it without too many people getting the bonehead version. I’ll tell you all about it in another post, once I put “Salad Days” up for sale in the shop (which should happen very soon).
Just one more thing: I answered “15 Questions About Art” over at Little Bird Gallery, if you would like to check it out.