When Tom Gives You Truffles, Part Tre/ by Martha Francis, Pasta Maker Extraordinaire
To continue my adventure with Mom…then it was New Year’s in Portland. (A lovely thank you gift from Tom for rolling enough pasta to reach Prosser.) If you haven’t gone to Huber’s for their Spanish coffee and famous turkey dinner, do so. Plan on strolling through the Pearl and International District to work off the heap of turkey and the booze in the coffee. They caramelize sugar by flaming three different liquors, then flavor that with a drop of coffee and a dollop of cream- delicious- but potent. We took the train down and up, and saw frost and snow and fog- and otters- on the way down and a brilliantly lit range of mountains on the way up. We also got thoroughly confused by the views of Mt. Rainier that were not what we’re used to and the way it kept hopping from one side to the other as the railway twisted. Good thing we had such good views that day since the rest of the time the weather had been true gray Seattle weather.
Next the company party, where I dragged Mom onto the stage with me. We performed a little ditty we called “The Twelve Days of Tom Douglas’ Christmas.” No pictures, please.
Tuesday, we did a pilgrimage to the Panama Hotel to stand on the corner of “Bitter and Sweet.” If you want to read a touching story set in Seattle, pick up Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet by Jamie Ford. It’s the story of one young man’s experiences as a twelve year old Chinese American in the days when Japanese Americans were being rounded up and interred… indeed bitter and sweet. Afer picking up prescription food for my cat at the Rainier Vet Hospital, we had lemon scallops and pan fried noodles in the ID.
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