A note on the weather: as an update to my previous post, I can say that it is a mighty fine thing to take a break from this old coast to try out the other. I went jogging twice while I was in Portland, and it was, literally, a breath of fresh air. Or maybe a thousand breaths, if you do the math.
Second, a note on some food that will act as a cautionary tale. It was a British dessert called Summer Pudding, and it consisted of white bread, strawberries, sugar, and a long time in the fridge. The problem: it was a British dish called Summer Pudding.
(ha ha- not exactly- I used a colander instead of a bowl and so lost a lot of the good juice that was supposed to soak into the bread. So much for saving a dish!)