Wow. Want to see the sights of Oregon in a totally different way? Sam Forencich created this entire clip in infrared.

Did you know that each year from mid-October to Memorial Day, glass float makers place their hand-made, numbered glass floats on the beaches near Lincoln City?  Their army of “Float Fairies” covertly hit the seven miles of public beach hiding handcrafted glass floats along their way, from Roads End on the north to Siletz Bay on the south.

While we put out over 3,000 floats each year, official floats, which are numbered, are placed reflected by the year – so 2,016 numbered floats were placed in 2016, 2,017 in 2017, etc…. You find it, you keep it!

Here’s a link for more info.

vonHummer is a local public-access-like Youtuber and musician in Portland. I’m not sure how to describe his shows other than a psychedelic trip with a man who wears plastic lobsters attached to his head and speaks in made-up languages, co-stared by a skeleton man that shakes beers and shoots them with a pellet gun, and several strange women. Each one of his shows usually has a song he’s made up for the occasion.

He has a YouTube channel, but here’s an idea of what you’re getting into:

I grew up in the midwest, and morel mushroom hunting was an annual tradition. I have fond memories of my grandfather cooking these at his house and eating them until I was completely stuffed.

So, with at least 2 vendors selling them at the local Saturday farmer’s market, I decided to buy a few pounds and try out some recipes.

The first recipe I tried was this one:

Ingredients:
8 oz. fresh morels, sliced once lengthwise
2 tbsp olive oil
1 tbsp butter
2 cloves garlic, finely minced
3 tbsp good white wine (if you wouldn’t drink it out of a glass, don’t cook with it)

Directions:
In a large pan, saute morels, olive oil, butter, and garlic for five minutes. Add white wine. Continue sauteing for 5 more minutes. Mangia!
Note: Adding anything else to the morels, coating them in anything, or putting them in any sauce or soup is blasphemy, plain and simple. If you want to coat them in batter and drown them in grease, or otherwise hide the texture or flavor of these wonderful harbingers of Spring, send your morels to me, and I will send you some button mushrooms.

It was fantastic. They were light and delicious. I started scarfing them down as fast as I could cook them. My favorite!

 

Next up was to find a deep-fried sort of recipe like I remember from my childhood.

Fried Morel Mushrooms

This one was much more like I remembered, but I put the batter on too heavy during the first batch. The second batch was better – so the key is to keep it light. While more like I remembered as a kid for sure, I found them overly heavy with the breading – but that didn’t stop me from eating them all.  It was great to relive some memories of my younger years.

  

 

This is crazy. These guys tour around the US and live re-enact the classic 80’s Keanu Reeves’ movie “Point Break”. But even better, they come with no lead actor. They grab a few willing fans out of the audience who quickly do 3 different audition quotes, the audience votes for the best one, and that person becomes agent Johnny Utah for the next hour and a half.

It’s a pretty hilarious time – totally recommend it.

Back again here in downtown Portland!

Ron Bearden presents: The Roaring 20s – Great Gatsby Dance Party!

You are invited to step back into the roaring 20’s and celebrate in the lifestyle of the Great Gatsby and the end of prohibition. For your dancing and romancing pleasure The Midnight Serenaders will be performing an amazing and fun show guaranteed to keep all you sexy flappers and zuit suit daddy’s on the dance floor. We will also have a special vintage drink selection including champagne cocktail Singles……..Couples……….. Come and enjoy a fun evening and meet your sweetheart at the Dance!!!

 

The beautiful Adrianna Hill Ballroom is one of Portland’s best keep secrets. Built in 1901 this storybook setting has been fully restored with a suspended “U” shaped balcony, cathedral styling 55 foot stage and spacious vaulted ceilings.

Dress to Impress – Putting on the Ritz Here is your chance to slip on some swanky outfit and strut your stuff. Gangster, flapper or glamorous, zuit suit, tuxedo………. Or just cocktail attire is also fine and take in the show. We will have a fashion stroll and prizes for the best dressed.

Dancing and music All Night Long!!!!!

$10.00 advance tickets available at Tickettomato.com
https://www.tickettomato.com/event/4600

Clark County sheriff’s deputies are hot on the trail of a man who has allegedly been chucking apples onto the roofs of unsuspecting residents and leaving some very odd notes in his wake. Law enforcement agencies around the Portland area have received periodic reports of so-called “apple-ing,” in which the fruits are maliciously tossed onto people’s homes. But even more interesting are the letters he leaves:

To The Good Citizens of Callisto,
I crossed the Rubicon River.
Today I did five houses. My backpack had fifteen apples in it, three apples per house. I pull up on my bike, take my backpack off, get the apples out, put the backpack back on, walk up a little closer and throw them high in the air over the house. The second and third apples are still in the air when the first one hits. Within seconds I am mounted up and gone.
Roofs are not created equally so the sound effects vary. It can be nothing, to a muted thump, to louder thumps to almost a crashing sound. I can remember one house. The owner must have had mason jars stacked up under the eaves; the apples came down on them like bowling bowls. I’ve broken a few windows but that happens rarely. If there are overhanging tree limbs or wires, I try to avoid hazards like that.
“Apple-ing” five houses takes about seven minutes. For a while I was doing eleven houses, that was down in the Richmond neighborhood. As it turns out eleven is too many as one night a police car showed up. The way he came was the way I went as he didn’t see me and I was surprised to see I was being followed by a Portland Fire SUV with four bicycles attached to the back. Now I heard that Portland Police were stepping up bicycle patrols in the wake of nuisance crimes. I took a right and a left, another right and a left and dropped down to Ladd’s Addition. So I started out at the Bagdad Theater and ended up in those nice gardens by the roundabout and there I lay down. I felt good being guarded by flowers.
It should be noted that the City of Portland might be the best place on earth for a hooligan riding a bicycle with a backpack filled with apples. There are bicyclists everywhere, even in the early morning hours. The neighborhoods are like corn fields, easy to get lost in.