This place just blew my mind, the food, the atmosphere, the beer... I was told this place was a staple in Portland and now I see why.
The overabundance of toppings definitely didn't go unnoticed. The garlic was spread over the top of the pizza throughout the generous portions of onions, pepperoni (would have been mushrooms if it were up to me), and cheese. The sauce wasn't pasty and bland like the typical chain pizzerias and I'm quite sure there was garlic spread throughout the sauce as well. But the food, or the beer, weren't the reasons why I loved this place so much, it was moreso the experience of being there and the story behind the building.
While we sat around and waited for for our pizza I got a chance to try two new local beers that I had never tried or heard of before, I wish i remembered their names but take my word for it when I tell you they were superb.I also got the chance to learn the story behind this once-former hotel.
So in 1880, construction began on the Merchant Hotel, and Old Town Pizza sits in the original hotel lobby. The window where you place your order is the original Front Desk. It was considered one of the finer hotels of it's day, and even with it's upstanding clientele, prostitution was very relevant. So as legend goes, young Nina was one of the women who "worked" the men in the hotel after being sold into slavery. Nina cooperated with traveling missionaries to clean up Old Town but soon after she was found dead after being thrown down an elevator shaft, now one of the booths in the back of the restaurant is where she carved her name in the brick wall. It's said that she can be seen wandering the basement or the observing diners in her black dress... so if you feel a presence behind you or a whiff of perfume, Nina might be chillin with you. Underneath the floorboards are the Shanghai Tunnels, connectnig Portland with underground pathways, then used to nab unsuspecting sailors and transport them to ships docked on the river. Something I'll post about later when I go on the Underground Tour.
So the food was somewhere in between good and great, but like I said, the experience was just outstanding. I really do enjoy sitting down and waiting for food, preferably with good company and great conversation, along with an excellent beverage to accompany it. This city hasn't ceased to surprise me yet, I know it's only been a little more than a week but I definitely see myself spending a lot more time in Old Town.
Pictures in Order-
1)Old Elevator Shaft, now a booth
2)Shanghai Tunnel Trapdoor
3)Hallway in Old Town Pizza
On a side note, Laura and I have decided to drink Bloody Mary's everywhere we go because everyone makes them differently to match their own style. This one in peticular is very unique and I really enjoyed the way my bartender made it.
Schmizza Pub and Grub- Typical store bought Bloody Mary Mix, way too much Vodka (which is definitely a thumbs up for me), 2 green olives, pepperchini, fresh ground black pepper, and Tobasco sauce. I took a bite out of the pepperchini to squeeze extra juice in there and the seeds to make it a little spicier. And on top of all that... their secret ingredient, ingenious secret ingredient... A splash of Guinness.
More Pictures in Order-
1)Jen drinking an Oatmeal Cookie.
2)Me drinking a delicious Bloody Mary.
3)Keep Portland Weird.
4)Beautiful Picture Jen took, it looks like a painting.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Saturday, April 24, 2010
My First Week
Well, I've come to find out that I'm not going to get bored in this town very easily, or anytime soon for that matter. Between the food, the beer, the hiking, the never dull walks through downtown, and just the general exploration of this city, I should be pretty solid for quite some time.
Just the other day I decided to go for a walk and stumbled on some really interesting things. One of them being the second largest hammered statue in America, Portlandia, second only to the Statue of Liberty. Portlandia greets visitors to the city apparently, not sure about the entire story but it's fascinating nonetheless. It's only about 36 feet but if she were to stand up straight she would be the 50 foot woman.
Learned a few more little tidbits in the past few days as well... Portland was almost named Boston. Pretty interesting since I considered Boston to also be my new home for quite a while. But apparently the two city founders, Alas Lovejoy, who hailed from Boston Mass., and Francis Pettygrove, of Portland, Maine, each were determined to name the new city after their hometowns. The two of them couldn't come to a reasonable decision so they did what any two logical men would do, they flipped a coin, which is now known as the "Portland Penny." Pettygrove won 2 out of 3 flips.
*The "Portland Penny" is on display at the Oregon Historical Society which is host to 85,000+ artifacts from the Pacific Northwest. I'll definitely be going there soon.*
-One more thing... the beer here is unlike anywhere else. I went to the convenience store on the ground floor of the apartment building to pick up a six-pack. Ended up coming back with one of the finest beers known to man.. the Deschutes Black Butte Porter. One of the first Porters to be brewed in the United States.... BTW, the six pack was only 6 bucks... this is my own personal heaven.
-Here's a nice view from the balcony with my beer.
Friday, April 23, 2010
For the Family... and Friends
Decided to do a blog with pictures to highlight my new life in Portland, OR. I'll start posting in the next week or so.
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