They’re bonkers about food in Portland. Take the heady brew of self-satisfaction and culinary stimulation oozing through a London farmers’ market, multiply it by about a billion, chuck in a hefty dose of guileless sincerity, and you’ll still be only halfway to comprehending just how Portlanders feel about eating.
He then encapsulates what people outside of Portland think of us:
When not drinking coffee (considered an essential food group), riding their bikes (more, per capita, than any other city in the US) or starting another band, Portlanders bang on about the importance of FLOSS: fresh, local, organic, sustainable, seasonal. You’ll be sick of hearing those words by the time you leave – though your palate, health and general sense of cozy community well being will have reaped the benefits.
The paean touches on farmers markets and restaurants, Pinot Noir and beer, while peppering the article with Portland stereotypes (e.g. “getting tattooed appears to be a civic duty – you can eat fresh fish tacos while watching a movie, or, should you so wish, get married in a donut shop.”). Read the whole thing here.