Clothes Line Trivia . . . and Toast

I have always had a thing for wash hanging on a clothes line. My mother used to hang our clothes on a line in the back yard. I even helped because I can remember using the clothes pins to hang the wash. You don’t see many clothes pins anymore. When I got older, I started taking pictures of washing on the lines when I had my camera with me which actually wasn’t too often, so I don’t have many pictures. But I saved them and found some the other day. I have pictures from Manhattan, Connecticut and even Victoria, BC. I was seeing a Canadian hockey player for a while and would visit him in Victoria. On one of my trips, I took quite a few photos of wash hanging on the line. I think he thought I was crazy, but that’s not unusual. But when the Hockey Puck (that’s what I called him) came to Portland to see me, he never saw any wash on the line. We all had dryers. I’m sure that was a big disappointment to him. Maybe that’s why I haven’t heard from him. The bottom picture on this blog is of Canadian washing. It looks just like our washing, doesn’t it?

The top picture is one I snapped from my television when our local CBS news was showing crazy happenings in certain places. This took place in Toluca, Mexico, and it was a 29-mile long clothes line full of wash! How wonderful is that! I was so excited and happy I got this shot of it. I think they were trying to break some record in the Guinness Book of World Records. I don’t know if they did, but they sure gave it a good try. I only wish I could have been there.

Now I want to write a little about Toast. The other day my friend, Diane, and I tried a new restaurant in SE Portland that I had read about in the paper which sounded very interesting. It’s on SE 52nd Avenue and Steele. It used to be a porn shop called Angie’s Bad Ass Video, but it’s been transformed into a restaurant called Toast. They have pictures of all kinds of toasters on the walls and two actual toasters – one from the early ‘40s and one from the early ‘60s. The entire atmosphere was warm and welcoming. After being seated, we were each brought a little peanut butter scone which was delicious. We then ordered a glass of wine and checked out their menu. I have never before seen such unique titles for entrees. They were great! I had The Occasional Hedonic consisting of a tart filled with caramelized onions, scrambled egg whites (I asked for egg whites and they were nice enough to do that for me) and hollandaise sauce on top of everything. It was to die for! I even asked if they made the tarts there and they did. They make everything there. The tart was much more satisfying than a Bad Ass video would have been. I know I’ll be going back – it’s right across the street from my dentist which is quite handy. I think I’ll go after my dentist appointments when my teeth are all clean and shiny and I need something to get my mind off of my dental bill. But I’ll go back even without a dental appointment.