It goes without saying that no trip to Portland is complete unless we stop at Powell’s Books. Because there was a blues festival downtown when we were there, we went to the home and garden branch on Hawthorne Street. I showed admirable restraint and walked out with four books, one of which Julian bought for me. The four from Powell’s are at the top of the stack.
More sources of inspiration.
The bottom book was purchased by Julian on Prime Day.
I used the Georgian cookbook for a cold leek and walnut salad on Sunday. This was in response to a suggestion from Julian. Unfortunately, he meant the leek recipe in Memories of Gascony. No matter. I’ll get to it eventually.
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