Once I found out about these, I have been trying to figure out a way to work them into my family vacation.Â A DOUGHNUT SLIDER from the Orignal DinerantÂ in Portland, OR.Â How is that not a colossally great idea?Â Who ever took this picture, which I got from their Facebook page, is a genius.
The day actually started with a stop at Otto’s Sausage Kitchen.Â The place is eighty years young and has the recipes to prove it.Â They are still grilling the old-fashion way.Â Check it out.
Â Now for the sauce:
I had the hot mustard.Â It was the perfect complement to the smoked pork sausage.Â The only thing missing was something to wash it down, but that was easily solved.
On the recommendation of the tap-master I had a local micro-brew, the Vaporizer.Â And yes, it does appear to take its nameÂ from that which immediately comes to mind.Â If you got on their site, Double Mountain Brewery and Tap Room, the logo for the beer seems to suggest as much.Â Â But even better it was quite a delicious dry-hopped pale ale.
After all that you would think theÂ denouementÂ would be huge.Â But I was so hungry after screwing around with all these other pictures that I forgot to take one of my sweet dog with all the fixins.Â Suffice to say it was diggity, and then some.Â Off to the zoo.
But before all that we went to see the falls in the Columbia River Gorge, an awesome spectacle.Â It kinda makes you wonder about where all that water comes from and where it goes.Â That’s were we built up our appetite for the sausages.Â But about halfway to the top of the falls the boyÂ hadÂ it and let us know by screaming at the top of his lungs that he wasn’t going any further.Â I would have carried him, but the top was closed so we went back down.Â Â Although, not before a 1/2 hr lecture about his behavior that almost put him to sleep.
We nerver actually made it to the zoo.Â In the Japanese Gardens we were too pre-occupied with watching out for Ninjas.Â My wife thought that was funny after her bloody at breakfast and a beer at OttosÂ - remember we’re on vacation.Â TheÂ others were not so amused.Â My girl almost lostÂ an eye from rolling it so hard, andÂ the boy called me a liar.Â By that time I was ready for the next stop at the Original Dinerant.Â But before that somehow weÂ found our wasy to the children’s museum that just happened to be open on Thursdays until 8pm.Â Ever other day of the weekÂ it closedÂ at 5.Â The exact time it happened to beÂ when we gotÂ there.Â We didn’t leave untilÂ it closed.Â
I’m a fan of brisketÂ and onion rings so the menu choice wasn’t particularÂ difficult that night.Â Kale, maybe not so much.Â I didn’t even try it.Â I might have, but the caesar salad starter came inÂ a bowl the size you could stick your whole head into.Â No need for more vegetables after that.