After college, I moved out to Portland, Oregon with my boyfriend (also known as my now-husband, Tyler). We lived there for three years, and while most of our time there was pretty difficult in the monetary/job sense, there were some really great things that imprinted on us - such as the importance of buying local. At the best of times, Portland has a tight job market, and we moved there right as the economy started to tank (well, one of the many times, I suppose...but you get the idea). We did somehow find jobs - not the greatest jobs, mind you, but jobs that paid money in exchange for us getting out of bed each day. There were periods of unemployment for both of us and we were even on food stamps at one point....ironically, that was the best we'd ever eaten. That's pretty much the Portland experience, I suppose. But the emphasis on locally-produced foods, goods and services was an ethos that really grabbed us and stuck. It hit the food world long before making waves i
compulsive craftiness in the midwest - knitting, crocheting, handspinning, cross stitch, quilting & more.