So finding good fried chicken in the Pacific Northwest is like trying to find fresh seafood in the desert. Its hard to find. I'm still searching for an amazing chicken and waffles in Vancouver. But there's this local joint in the heart of gastown that's pumping out some amazing fried chicken and other great bbq'd … Continue reading Why did the chicken cross the road?
Mr. Nals and I took a jaunt to Oregon in August. I'm a planner. He's more of a spontaneous duckling. Who says planning is all the rage¹? So we didn't book a hotel. We winged it. We ended up taking the turn-off into Beaverton and found a place called Shiloh Inn. Looked chalet-ish, with a pool. But … Continue reading Pret a porter in Portland
On our way back from Seattle in January, we decided to stop off in historic Fairhaven. This quaint little area is actually part of Bellingham, Washington. (Kind of reminds us of areas of North Van, New West and Vancouver's West End with a bit of Steveston.) Kells had had breakfast there previously. So she corralled … Continue reading 3 French Hens, 2 Girls and 1 Cafe