Drinks in Portland

Four of my favorite drinks I had when vacationing in Portland, OR. 

HOWLER from Harlow

The most refreshing juice. 
Pineapple, ginger, cucumber, parsley, kale, & spinach.

S'MORE STOUT from Base Camp Brewing Co

I'm not the biggest beer fan, but when in Portland… 
This one was de-lish, chocolate, coffee, and a little smoke. 
Of course it comes with a perfectly toasted Mallow.

BLT Martini from The Gilt Club

House roma tomato vodka, basil & lemon olive oil and bacon salt. 
Looks weird, tastes exactly like my dreams.

The Sapphire Hotel
Unfortunately can't remember the name of this last pepper cocktail. 
But I love anything with a bite, and this one had some major kick.

K, now I'm thirsty. 

Donuts on the fire

United Kingdom

I trip over the sea to visit dearest Ally Haigh.


I could say the picture on the left was her front door, but I would be lying. The one on the right is... Classic.




Gradient blue skies. Brighton was gorgeous. Floating seagulls. Hold on to your babies or they might drift away.




A minnesotan in the UK

When people asked me where I was from, almost everyone had no clue where Minnesota was in the US. Which didn't bother me much. Once in San Fran a waiter thought MN was a city in Wisconsin (close, I guess). However, in London 3 very distinct people did.

Response number one was from an intoxicated guy in Shorditch, who after hearing my accent grabbed my arm and escorted me down the street. "Kevin Garnett!" was his very enthusiastic response.. obviously our conversation didn't last long after that.
Response number two was from a very bubbly waiter at E.Pellici. He was really into the vikings, for reasons I definitely don't understand.
The last person was a guy on the tube who reeked of Jägermeister. He heard my accent while trying to shove Jelley Bellies down my throat. Twins...Baseball....Monroe... unfortunately he had to get off at the next shop.

Thanks for the convo guys. I'm so glad that your connection with my home state is something I really know nothing about.






A fellow Minnesotan in the UK

While on the train to Windsor--doing the touristy thing (hanging my head in shame, I admit that I was a major tourist--with a headset-walking-tour and everything). We were seated behind two girls from MN. Eavesdropping is a fabulous thing. The English boy they were traveling with asked how different MN is from England. The talkative one very loudly explained that "MN is much more laid back then England. You don't have to dress-up. I mean, it's ok to wear sweatpants everyday." I sank a little lower in my seat. I'm sorry, but who told you it was ever acceptable to swear sweatpants everyday, or in public at all. I guess I did the pj's in high school thing and some ridiculous outfits even after, but definitely didn't wear sweatpants everyday. I'm assuming she was a freshman/sophmore, so I shouldn't be too harsh. But, Hunny wherever you are in the world, I hope you grow out of it. I cringed as she declared this as an MN norm to the British. Does this make us relaxed or just lazy? I'm thinking lazy.



Overall, great time. Do it again? In a heartbeat.

Birthday Gift

The most bazaar gift this year. All the way from Amsterdam. Thanks Dad.

Apple Cider

Welcome to Foust Family Apple Time. This year we made about 17 gallons of cider--that's 34 of those bottles. All the leftover bits go to the pigs and cows.


And the Kittens are taking over the world. Here's five of the millions that run around. Any one want some kittens?

Meat & Potatoes

Foust cabin 2009

Tea :: Party

Bitter::Tastebuds

I went to have lunch today and the bread of my sandwich had fennel seeds in it. Ugh... shiver. Whoever thought to add fennel seeds into a perfectly good sandwich has forgotten how to use their tastebuds. Yuck!

pizza::pizza

- olives- mushrooms - red onion - pinneapple - artichoke -

mmmmm homemade pizza

One of the first memories I have is making felt pizza in preschool

Look at these super cute pizzas for sale on etsey......

A dozen

water::warmth

Thanksgiving

The joys of underwater cameras, living things, food lots of food, and a large group of people I don't know.

Egg Nog Tradition

It is that time of year. When the air turns crisp and little bits of snow float around in the wind. It's the beginning of the holiday season and the Egg Nog trickles onto the grocery store shelves. That's when my dear friend Trevor and I venture out into the cold to get our annual carton of deliciousness. We take a sip of the thick goodness and it all comes back....

it's all coming back, coming back to me now. There were moments of gold and there were flashes of light.

Lactarius::Indigo

Check out these gorgeous mushrooms that I just heard about.
I guess they keep the color even after cooked.
And they're found right here in North America (but out east)
Oh Indigo... you dazzle me

Foust::Meat

This is what a foust family camping reunion protein breakfast looks like.
It's too bad I gave up Pork.

Summer Love

Meringue

First time

Isn't it gorgeous?

My Grandpa always says that the reason I don't have a boy friend is because I don't bake. As if that's all one needs in life.

The boys will flock. HA

Hot :: DOGG

oh pork
my grandparents had a pig farm
I grew up with it
I ate it
every morning my dad would make bacon
it smelled sooo good
I ate it all
when i learned how to cook it
I would make the entire package
and eat it all
it has been a year and a half
since i gave up pork
yesterday i spent 8 hours in a restaurant
Whole Hog Heaven
they specialize in pork
I didn't eat anything

it smelled sooo good

rubiks::fruit

spur of the moment..