Way beyond the ballpark

Hot dogs, although delicious, are one mysterious meal. Often when they’re being pushed around a grill or sizzling in a skillet, conversations can arise of where the name “hot dog” came from, or what’s in it.

Fifth Annual Pilipino Cultural Night returns

It’s no coincidence that Kaibigan, the name of Portland State’s Filipino American Student Association, means “friend” in Tagalog. The association has received the PSU Student Group of the Year award from Student Activities and Leadership Programs three times

How did that get in my smoothie?

Warning: Smoothie traditionalists might object to the following recipes. The gym guys with Hulk-like necks—the ones who slam protein powder mixtures and cretin concoctions before spending hours lifting in front of their reflections.

Opa Dorio!

Beneath the old Café Reese sign on Northwest 23rd Avenue and Marshall Street, there is a new restaurant where the server (and owner), Takki Chalkiopoulos, is speaking Greek to a few elderly women sitting around a table.

Hell yeah harissa

Sometimes red pepper flakes or a shake of Tapatio just won’t cut it. When the meal you’re cooking is lacking that extra somethin’ somethin’, consider reaching for harissa paste.

Tasty ‘n’ perfect

In front of John Gorham’s new brunch spot is a sign mimicking a nametag. It reads, “Hello! My name is: Tasty.” The sign doesn’t lie. Within the gentrified yet gastronomically satisfying Mississippi neighborhood has popped up a new family-style brunch spot that seems to do it all right.

You can take it with you

Portable meals are a constant struggle for students and cubicle workers alike. Why waste time packing something tasteless when you could buy lunch near work or campus and know it’ll be tasty?

Grant Butler is going for good

When Grant Butler decided to take on veganism for his job as a staff writer at The Oregonian, he was originally just trying to put a more positive spin on the experiment than he’d seen others do.

Carts for one and all

Food superstars are not limited to serious men in white floppy hats. Some of the most influential culinary masterminds in our fine city can be found in “pods” (the spaces where several food carts park together) in nearly every neighborhood in Portland.