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Remind me to complain about this on my blog

I almost forgot to point out some of the highlights.

When we bumped into hotel lady and followed her to the coffeeshop, she made us jaywalk, looked at us and told us "Jaywalking is how we do it in Portland."

At Ground Kontrol, I went up to get a beer, because I've never had a beer while playing in a pre-1988 arcade before. They had PBR, High Life, and a bunch of local microbrews. I told the bartender guy that I'm not from here, maybe he can recommend something. Quote of the day: "Well we have PBR... Pabst is pretty 'Portland'".

Not a single place we've eaten at has had regular Tabasco sauce. Mild Green, yes. Some godawful creation called "Smokey Tabasco," yes. Everything is smokey by the way. Both salsas and chili's have been smokey. It's wierd. Just give me regular, man.

The lady at the store across the street asked us if we brought any "bars or hot dishes" when we told her we're from Minneapolis. What the hell did she mean by 'bars'?

Comments (3)

you know what bars are. you know, with like chocolate chips and stuff for desert. my mom makes some good cookie dough, chocolate chip, cream cheese ones. mmmmm.

ryan:

that's an upper midwest thing? i thought they had bars at coffeeshops everywhere

i prefer "north coast" to upper midwest.

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