Portland, Oregon is a haven for food enthusiasts, affectionately known as “foodies.” (I kind of hate that word, but I used it for you anyway, Dear Reader, because I would bleed for you.) And for reasons I do not wholly understand, the food scene here is absolutely exploding: food cart pods are blossoming on both sides of the river, ethnic cuisine from around the globe is represented by family-owned and operated restaurants in all 4 quadrants of the city (Note: I also hate the word ‘ethnic’), and, of course, we have our infamous dessert destinations…
Pix Patisserie, Voodoo Doughnut, Papa Haydn and Rimsky-Korsakoffee House are just a few of Portland’s sugary locales guaranteed to throw off your insulin balance like a fat kid on a teeter-totter. However, my wife and I largely ignore these places because: A) My wife is German, so her idea of ‘dessert’ is some ultra-dense cake the color of midnight with a taste that is one part intimidation and two parts depression; and B) I prefer savory over sweet, and like any true American worth his salt, I keep my systolic blood pressure at a screaming 200 mmHg.
This is why, when asked to define our taste preferences, my wife will proudly inform you:
THE WIFE: “We don’t eat much dessert. We are not sweeties.”
Click here to learn more about the term “Denglish.”
If you liked this post, please follow our blog by entering your email address in the upper right corner of this page. You’ll receive future posts directly in your inbox! No spam, ever! You can also follow us on Twitter and Facebook.
Oh God, My Wife Is German. 
I have several sweet teeth, I swear, so I guess I’m a sweetie. When I think of Germany though, I think mostly chocolate and desserts. How are they different than in America?
LikeLike
We use a LOT more sugar. :)
LikeLike