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Portland vs. Portland: visits to Maine and Oregon in August

I visited both Portland, Maine, and Portland, Oregon, in August: East Coast Portland for the wedding of two college friends, and West Coast Portland as a volunteer at the International Food Blogger’s Conference.

Both are hip, beer-loving, vegan-friendly cities, so clearly I enjoy them both. They’re different enough in size, geography and demographic that you can’t really compare them side-by-side, though I definitely have a favorite. (Hint: it’s the PNW Portland. Shocking, I know.) I also had more time in PDX than PWM (little-known airport code for the Portland International-because-it-flies-to-Canada Jetport), so this post isn’t doing Portland, ME, complete justice.

Portland, Maine

I have pretty strong feelings against the rest of New England (yeah, I hate Boston), but Maine is cool. The people blindly root for the Red Sox and their accent is disfiguringly unattractive, (“the best place fuh lobstah is right heeyah in Portland, ahyup” — just kidding, Maine friends. You talk like angels.) but they’re so welcoming and down to earth. They’s good people. And they hate Massachusetts too (just not their sports teams).

And, despite the ubiquitous lobster and the inland folk’s love of hunting, Portland, ME is pretty vegan friendly — the Portland Press Herald just shared a list of vegan and vegan-friendly restaurants in the Portland area, and while it may not seem super-extensive, keep in mind that Portland itself has only 66,000 residents.

Gritty’s

My college friend, Mainah buddy, and wedding roommate Jon (Jonnie!) picked me up at the bus stop, and we had lunch at Gritty’s brewery on Fore St, for old times’ sake. (There’s another Gritty’s in Auburn, sister city of Lewiston, ME, our alma mater’s home.)

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I had a Thai-inspired portobella and asparagus salad with coconut rice, which was — surprisingly — vegan and tasty, though nothing to really write home about. Service on this visit wasn’t stellar, but since Jon and I hadn’t seen each other in six years and had a lot to catch up on, this wasn’t an issue.

They have great beer though.

This is Jon at Gritty’s.

This is me at Gritty’s. I think we can tell who’s a better photographer.

Wedding

At the wedding, I talked with Heather, a Portland vegan seated at my table, who says it’s not hard at all to eat a plant-based diet in Maine. Jon’s family has a deer-huntin’ gun propped up in every corner of their house, so I was skeptical, but there are enough hippies in the state that it comes as no surprise. I never had any issues eating vegetarian when I was in school.

The tempeh skewers Diana and Ben served were awesome. I wish I had taken a pic of those skewers. And a better pic of Heather.

Local Sprouts

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Jon dropped me off in the Old Port the next morning, and I hit up Local Sprouts for a vegan BLT and coffee. They need to use a soy milk that won’t coagulate in a cuppa Joe, but the selection of vegan offerings — baked goods, sandwiches and vegan mac and cheese — was impressive.

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Part of the menu! There was another board below this. As you can see, a number of vegan offerings.

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Whoopie pies are a very Maine dessert, but they didn’t have any that fated Sunday morning.

My VBLT on thick homemade bread was delicious.

Little Lad’s

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Little Lad’s makes the most amazing snack on the planet: herbal popcorn — the massive bag I bought of it (not the one displayed — I bought a snack-sized one for the bus and a gargantuan one to take home with me) served as a conversation starter after I returned to Boston. (“You don’t have popcorn where you’re from?” “Hey! Girl! Gimme some of that popcorn!” “I love a sexy lady like you who loves popcorn.” — I made that last one up, but the other two comments were real.)

Little Lad’s also serves sandwiches and a $4.99 vegan buffet and has other snacks, though I wasn’t wild about the carob chip cookie I bought there — I guess the idea is that you toast it, and I scarfed mine down on the bus, untoasted, so I can’t really comment fairly on its deliciousness.

Portland, Oregon


Portland, OR is a painfully hip town. What always strikes me is how clean everything is, like the whole town is one big movie set or front for drug operations. Even Twilight Cafe, this super shady bar on Powell where I saw a former coworker’s metal band play, is spic and span.

Bye and Bye

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I partially picked the hostal that I stayed in (The Inn Alberta Arts — awesome place) for the proximity to a number of vegan establishments, including the Bye and Bye. (The other reason I picked it because it was either that or a hotel — my hostel of choice was booked. AirBnB to the rescue!)

There’s a bit of a Southern daredevil vibe to the place, a decent beer selection and innovative cocktails, and great vegan bar food. All the pretty boys at the Bye and Bye have mustaches, as all pretty boys should.

The staff here was super friendly despite the cool atmosphere — Abraham the bartender told me his grandmother was a Helen, and he and I bonded over our out-of-date first names. 2000 B.C. whaaat!

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I ordered the Lefty’s Prayer, which was much less weird than it sounds and kinda like a margarita for the urban farming crowd — very pink and beety, but in a good way. I’ve had beet drinks before that haven’t worked (I’m looking at you, Elysian beet beer), but this cocktail went down nicely.

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For food, I went with my gut and ordered the Chili Pie, which was a big ol’ pile of Fritos smothered in chili, vegan cheese, red onions, and fake sour cream. I didn’t think I’d eat it all, but, surprise! I did.

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Well, hello, weathered yet still attractive painted man. May I have a drag of that cigarette? And maybe a dance? No? Oh. Okay. I’ll just go back to my hostel.

Sweet Hereafter

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Sweet Hereafter is the Bye and Bye’s sister bar, and I adore it. It’s right by the Hawthorne hostal — you’re never far from a Portland vegan watering hole if you travel cheaply.

I don’t really have anything different to say from my trip last year.

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The Buffalo sub is still my favorite sandwich on earth,

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the ice in the cocktails is still very large and cubical,

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the patio is still super chill, with that whole “I went to college but am totally blue collar — until I go to law school” Portland vibe (which is very similar to the “I have lots of piercings and tattoos so you won’t know I’m from a good family on the East Coast” Portland vibe),

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and the coasters still modestly letterpressed.

When I played pool with Brian, the old coworker I previously mentioned/an omnivore, and his girlfriend before catching my train on Sunday, he said he really likes Sweet Hereafter. So, it’s a vegan bar that’s not just for vegans! Yay! This actually makes for amusing times — I listened to a lively conversation between a passionate vegan and a non-vegan on SH’s patio that went something like this:

non-vegan: Dude, I eat a lot of meat. I’m a carnivore

vegan: you’re an omnivore.

non-vegan: no, dude, I’m a carnivore.

vegan: dude, you’re drinking beer. Beer is from plants. That makes you an omnivore.

Ahhh, I do love an intelligent debate.

Back to Eden

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Back to Eden is known for their vegan softserve and gluten-free baked goods, but it was much too early for ice cream when I went there at exactly 9 a.m. on a Friday morning, post-run. (Yes, exactly 9 a.m. — my unintentionally precise arrival did not win friends with the hostess.)

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Back to Eden is a cute little space with a nice little selection of baked goods — just enough variety to be interesting, but not enough to be overwhelming. (Vegans are so used to having few choices that some of us shut down when faced with too many options.)

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After staring at the beautiful baked goods, I bought some of the peanut butter fudge for later (I wanted to eat it then, but I do have some dignity).

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For breakfast, I ordered coffee and some sort of pesto, spinach, Tofurky and Daiya panini (yeah, yeah, probably about as much of a breakfast dish as ice cream, but I can’t do sweet things in the morning), which was oh-so ooey gooey and savory-delicious.

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Grilled to perfection, with the slightest bit of green for health. Yum.

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The decor is serene and garden-themed — a lovely, relaxing spot to eat. I read the Portland version of The Stranger and checked Instagram while blissfully nom-ing my food.

Hot Lips Pizza

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It took me several tries to find the Pearl District Hot Lips, mainly because it’s hidden in the Ecotrust building. (The Hot Lips website says, “Who doesn’t love hanging around the Ecotrust building?” Me, that’s who. WTF is the Ecotrust building?)

But, find it I did, and was rewarded with the spiciest slice (errr… two slices. I got a beer too. THIS IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE, OKAY?) of cheeseless pizza ever. If bread, sauce and veggies aren’t your thing, Hot Lips does offer a number of pies with Daiya.

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So, yeah, those were my two big summer adventures. Good times! You visit any Portlands this summer?

first image from images by ambhaims (l) and sbfisher (r) via Flickr Creative Commons

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4 Responses to “Portland vs. Portland: visits to Maine and Oregon in August”

  1. September 17th, 2012 at 10:30 AM

    Andrea says:

    I did briefly visit Portland this summer on the tail end of a Oregon Coast trip — went to completely different places than you. Love your description of the blue-collar/tattoo vibe and the super-clean movie set ambiance. Go Portland! Fab video, too.

  2. September 17th, 2012 at 11:48 AM

    Helen says:

    It looks like you had a ton of fun on your trip, Andrea! It looked a little chilly, but so pretty. I’m so jealous of Muttzanita!! I really wanted to go to Native Bowl on my trip since I’ve never been (well, I wanted to go to Blossoming Lotus and Homegrown Smoker too, but I’ve eaten their delicious stuff), but didn’t have time!

    Anyhow, other people who might be looking here, read Andrea’s post. http://cookeasyvegan.blogspot.com/2012/09/how-to-have-fun-in-seaside-and-portland.html

  3. September 19th, 2012 at 8:17 AM

    Jes says:

    I love that you were able to do a Portland-Portland post! That seems like a dream summer to me (though the west coast one being so clean would really freak me out–London gave me an odd vibe with how clean it was this spring). I’ve only been to Portland, ME, but it’s one of my favorite towns on the planet. I seriously need an excuse to get back there ASAP (not in the winter, though, *shudder*). Good Egg had a rockin’ vegan breakfast if you’re ever that way again!

  4. September 19th, 2012 at 4:45 PM

    Helen says:

    Hah, I’m with you Jes! Maybe it’s just because I grew up outside of San Francisco (which is pretty dirty), but Portland, OR’s cleanliness freaks me out a bit. I’ll have to check out Good Egg the next time I am out that way!

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