On the Road: One Eyed Sisters Coffee Trailer (Bend, OR)

Are any of you fans of Anthony Bourdain?  I am.  I may have even mentioned it before.  I guess it doesn't matter, pretty much everyone has watched some travel TV, yeah?  You notice that often when the host gets to where he's going, there's someone there to drag him around.  Sometimes a friend, sometimes a colleague, sometimes just a local.  Well for those of you who don't know, those people are called fixers.  Not the kind who clean up crime scenes for the mob, but the kind who make arrangements, grease wheels, plan itineraries, and so on.  I've always wanted a fixer, but I've never had one.  However, I might have a suitable candidate for future visits to Bend...

One Eyed Sisters Coffee Trailer

On the Road: Spork (Bend, OR)

We're going out of order here.  In my last post, I described on of the great meals of my life.  However, that wasn't the first thing that happened when I arrived in town.  I had a few hours to kill, which I planned to spend up in the mountains taking pictures of the forest area outside Sisters (which is still rebounding from the B&B Complex Fires), but I figured a break for lunch was in order after a five hour car ride.  I'd asked for recommendations on my Facebook page, received three, and decided upon Spork.  They interested me because they'd started out as a truck and then went brick and mortar to satisfy their following (something that seems to be happening more and more often).  They specialize in putting their own spin on dishes from all over the world, and a perusal of their menu reveals a wealth of Asian, African, and Latin influences.

Spork (front)

On the Road: 5 Fusion & Sushi Bar (Bend, OR)

I'm not a professional.  I've said it time and again.  Usually it's to remind the people reading my ramblings.  I do it a a defensive measure.  You don't like my use of profanity?  The fact that I spend so much time writing about places that are out of town?  That so much of my writing is focused on things like burgers and Asian food?  Too bad!  I'm not a professional writer.  I'm sure as hell not a professional food critic.  I make no money doing this (notice the lack of ads on my blog?).  Sometimes I get an invite to a soft opening, or a free bottle of a condiment in the mail, and that's about as lofty as it gets.  I'm the one spending my own time and money, burning gas, putting wear and tear on my car, and so I go to the places I want to go and order the things I want to eat.  This whole thing is meant to be informative to those who want the information.  But every once in a while I get someone who accuses me of trying to ruin a business, or schill for another one, or complains that I write about taco trucks so much, and I feel the need to remind them that I am not a professional.

A few nights ago, I was the one who was reminded of just how non-professional I am.  That's karma for you.

5 Fusion & Sushi Bar

Bang on the Wall Burgers

Okay, this is going to be such a quick one that usually I'd go back for a second visit to pad it out, but it's a means to an end so bear with me.  Tonight from 5-8 pm is the second weekly installment of Food Trucks in the Park at Ann Morrison Park downtown, courtesy of Idaho Food Truck Coalition.  I went last week, when unfortunately the weather wasn't welcoming and the turnout was kind of sparse.  As I walked the line of trucks, they were pretty evenly split between trucks I had already written about and trucks I hadn't yet visited.  However, there was only one truck I had visited but had not yet written about, so it seemed like a good time to remedy that.

Bang on the Wall Burgers

Even Stevens

The sandwich is a wonderful thing.  From the majestic simplicity of the grilled cheese or the PB&J to the iconic BLT, torta and Cubano, cramming stuff between two hunks of starch results in everything from comfort food to art form.  The Valley certainly has been seeing a boom in sandwich joints lately, and while many are admittedly chain eateries, not all chains are created equal.  A couple of days ago I had the pleasure of attending the soft opening of Boise's newest entry in the sandwich scene, Salt Lake City-born Even Stevens.

Even Stevens