Today is my 3-year anniversary with the city of Portland. In honor of it I decided to make a hazelnut-coffee pie (because duh and duh). It turned out pretty good. Takes some getting used to — like my adopted home — but… pretty good.
Tastes best with coffee ice cream.
Despite really wanting to leave Arizona, it took my a while to get used to living here. One thing that helped was the food and the culture around food here. Not the obnoxious everything has to be free-range and organically composted culture, but the care that people here put into things like food. It’s hard for me to explain, but coming from the land of the strip mall drive through, I really appreciated that extra special something.That’s the spirit I tried to put into this pie, even though by now I feel like I can almost do this in my sleep.
(Also, I hate to admit it because it's so pretentious, but I also really appreciate being able to buy local food like this hazelnut...)
