When friends come to PDX I’m still struggling to find the right activities to wow them. My adoptive city is growing on me, but let’s be honest. It is a little intimidating when out of towners from Brooklyn say, “Show me around.”
Brooklyn is cool.
After four months of spit up, boogers, diapers, nursing bras, and sleep deprevation, I am not feeling very cool.
You wanna see where Ella’s peditrician is? or my local target? Want a tour of my grocery store, my bank? How about the taco place we grab dinner from when we’re too tired to cook? Sound like fun?
Thankfully, Oregon is home to a bunch of folks who like to imbibe. Many of them go on to open award winning breweries, wineries, and distilleries. And some of them are moments from my home. That, my friends, rocks.
Ah, Clear Creek Distillery. Thank you for providing an array of grappas, eaux da vie, fruit liquors and other delicious tipple to try, MID-DAY on a Monday in the city proper. Thank you for having a tasting room free of tasting fees, a lovely tasting room host, and being cool with a 4-month old surveying the scene while her adult chaperones develop a palate for fruit liquors made from local cranberries and pears.