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Oregon
Coast Food and Drink Tour A Feast for the Eyes Too
By Andre’ Hagestedt
(Oregon Coast) – As Britney Spears once put
it, “Oops, I did it again.” Or something like that.
In this case, again I’ve wound up cramming more than 100 miles
of wandering the Oregon coast into less than a week. And again,
this meant a bevy of culinary discoveries and shining moments stretching
from Yachats to Seaside.
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Blu
Cork Wine Bar |
This time, it
was the restaurants and eateries that took front stage on this few
days of exploration and whatever else up and down the coast. Although
some interesting nuggets of nature did pop up in between my errands
and business meetings – more of those unforgettable episodes
spent photographing, documenting and eating and drinking.
In the final analysis, these are all places you’ll
have to taste and see on your next tour of the Oregon coast.
Saturday
Night, 11 p.m. It’s been a long, long day, and I
arrive in Newport. I make a beeline for Blu Cork Wine Bar, where
the imbibing of wondrous wine is how I end the evening. 613 SW Third
Street, Newport. 541-265-2257.
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Cafe Stephanie |
Sunday
Morning, 11 a.m. Breakfast means the wowing victuals of
Café Stephanie in Newport’s Nye Beach area.
It’s a gorgeous day, with the sun shining
bright in this beach town, and this breakfast and lunch hotspot
is, justifiably, packed to the gills. Because of this, I’m
forced to sit outside in that pristine coastal air. Oh well. I have
one of my usual favorites: the tuna melt on rye.
Scott and Stephanie
Doll have created a pearl in this cozy neighborhood, with recipes
for regular comfort food that are innovative and just enough on
the cutting edge to make it a little more delicious than you’re
used to. This tuna melt has a series of dark, musky flavors, between
the rye bread and bacon hidden in the midst of the hearty tuna and
red onions, as well as a tartness that’s engaging. Bits of
tomato provide an extra zing and punch, while the tuna is light,
subtle and unobtrusive.
They also have
some yum-o-rama homemade cookies, which are chewy in a perfect way.
411 Coast St. (541) 265-8082.
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Secret stairway in Yachats |
Sunday,
6 p.m. I’ve wandered into Yachats, and the sun has
disappeared for the day behind a thick layer of clouds, yet conditions
remain rather warm on the beaches and thoroughly comfortable.
The tide is way out in the Yachats River Bay, and
I go exploring to find the infamous colonies of starfish I’ve
heard about at the edges of the rocky baymouth. Instead, I find
a wondrous new world of basalt slabs I’ve never seen before,
with a charming, even mystical little walkway down to this place
that feels a little like stepping into Middle Earth or something.
There are an interesting mix of black basalt shapes and some manmade
concrete structures here, accessed by this funky little concrete
stairway that is so curved it’s almost a spiral staircase.
It reminds me
of some of the hidden little spots I found while exploring the small
towns of Germany years ago.
I don’t find the starfish colonies, but there
is a tiny cove within this bay, where dozens of birds have gathered
to feast on something. I also spot a seal wandering upstream here,
but he dives underwater and stays there the whole time I’m
exploring these stony labyrinths, so there was no photographing
that bit of nature.
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Landmark
Restaurant |
By the end of
this, I’m so starved I’m about to fade from consciousness.
My main reason behind this trip to Yachats is my addiction to the
Landmark Restaurant’s pasta. The waitress is a little taken
aback that I know exactly what I want when I first sit down.
Later, she’s
downright blown away, even making fun of me, when she sees me take
pix of the grub when it arrives. “You didn’t just take
pictures of your food, did you?” she gasps. She understands
a little more when I tell her I’m a media professional taking
pictures for BeachConnection.net. But she – rather comically
– causes me no small degree of embarrassment by saying it
all so loudly, bringing odd looks from many in the restaurant.
The spaghetti
and meatballs, about $12, is merciless and unforgiving in its degrees
of deliciousness. The sauce is a homemade recipe of co-owner Marilyn
Olson – who is of real New York Italian stock – and
tastes like the good and very real stuff I had while meandering
Europe some 15 years ago.
There’s a smoky flavor to it, along with its
buttery smoothness – a taste that glides over your palate
with eye-rolling joy. There’s also a hint of a bite, as if
something in this sauce is powered by a touch of green pepper. And
then the meatballs, oh the meatballs: they’re delirium inducing.
The view here
is unbelievable as well, as the Landmark sits right on the bay.
Hwy 101, Yachats. Call: (541) 547-5459.
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Yachats
Wine Trader |
Next stop was
Yachats Wine Trader, a wine bar and eatery which is the new buzz
on the central coast. Not only does this gem (in Yachats, known
as the “gem of the Oregon coast”), come with an exquisite
interior and bay view, but they actually have wi-fi for those who
want to geek out on their laptops while sipping fine wine and gourmet
grub. 125 Ocean View Drive, Yachats. (541) 547-5100.
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Thai Talay |
Monday
Night, 9 p.m. Brand new – and fantastic – restaurant
Thai Talay is having a private grand opening party. I think I technically
crashed, but being media, and knowing I’d do something on
the place, as far as I can tell the owners didn’t mind. They
sit in a building in the Nye Beach area, created by the McAntee
family (of Mo’s Chowder fame), and the results are delirious.
My plate consisted
of various things I don’t really know the exact name of, or
what precisely was in these delicacies.
There was a
beef salad of some sort, with moist vegetables like tomatoes and
lettuce, sopping wet in a sauce so good it was deadly, along with
succulent beef chunks that were perfectly cooked and extremely tender.
The spring rolls were small but monstrous on taste, with a variety
of veggies and such crammed inside. A unique angel hair pasta came
with a sweet, tangy sauce and juicy tofu that was prepared in a
most memorable fashion, coming across like chicken that was magically
conjured from this other substance.
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Interior
of Thai Talay |
What the folks
at Thai Talay have here is something absolutely distinctive, with
innovative recipes and ingredients that are obviously very fresh.
They started out in Florence several years ago, opened a second
in Bandon early in 2006, and now this stunner has appeared in Nye
Beach.
More than one person at the gathering muttered something
about having eaten here several days in a row – or that they
were going to be dining here for many days in a row. I know I’ve
found a new addiction.
Tuesday
Night, Midnight. I’m in Seaside, and I head for the
kooky bars of the area. Pudgy’s is still one of my faves these
days, with one of those cool Internet jukeboxes where I can freak
others out with obscure favorites like Manic Street Preachers and
Brian Eno. Sometimes the fun at local bars can be more subtle than
you may imagine.
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A
photograph of two of the bioluminescent phytoplankton |
I make my way
down to Manzanita and our home office around 3 a.m., where I hit
the beach and find that glorious “glowing sand” phenomenon.
The sand is making tiny sparks beneath my feet as I drag them –
caused by those funky little bioluminescent phytoplankton.
Wednesday,
5 p.m. After wandering crazily between Rockaway and Seaside
on one errand or another, I settle in for a glass of wine at the
castle-like Arch Cape House just south of Cannon Beach, hanging
out with owner Barbara Dau.
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Wine in Arch Cape House's garden |
We have a couple
glasses and discuss business stuff and some media gossip in Oregon,
all in the stunning garden area behind this beautiful building.
If you’re
a guest here, this is one of the many amenities you can enjoy. Look
for East Ocean Rd., just north of the Arch Cape Tunnel. www.archcapehouse.com.
800-436-2848.
By 6 p.m., it’s dinner at Fultano’s
Pizza in Cannon Beach, with my other addiction: their homemade pasta.
Owner
David Johnson has created a marvel with this meat sauce. It is light,
buttery, yet bold and memorable in a variety of ways. It contains
some garlic, basil and other Italian seasonings, along with tiny
bits of carrots and sausage in the mix, forming a truly stunning
collection of taste layers that easily rival the most high-end restaurants
in Oregon. Their meatballs are also an exquisite treat. 200 N. Hemlock
and Second Street. www.CBfultanos.com
(503) 436-9717.
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Serious
girl drinks at Lumberyard |
To round out
the night, I zip over to the Lumberyard in Cannon Beach, where Portland
performer Beth Willis is finishing up another rousing set of her
powerful originals and innovative cover tunes.
I also have
some cajoling concoction made of orange juice, other fruit juices,
as well as vanilla vodka and other yummy bits of liquor. This is
a nifty little drink, and I highly recommend it. Not to mention
the wait staff is very friendly and efficient.On Hemlock, At the
north end of Cannon Beach. (503) 223-2168.
Thursday,
noon. Breakfast comes in waves today, with some of the
leftovers from Fultano’s, then a lengthy jaunt into Manzanita
for Left Coast Siesta and its dazzling Mexi-fare and some chat sessions
with various pals in town. Two huge tacos can be had for about six
bucks here, and they are easily large meals in themselves. 288 Laneda
Ave. (503) 368-7997.
Thursday,
6 p.m. A long walk at Hug Point, just south of Cannon Beach,
reveals some interesting new sides to this ancient beauty. The sun
is pounding down brightly on the yellow rocks of the cliffs, and
the tide is way out today. This means areas just south of the main
beach are totally accessible for a change, revealing a multitude
of hidden crevices and small sea caves that normally can’t
be seen on this always-engaging beach.
Also very visible are various kinds of tide pool
life, such as a lovely little colony of anemones, which I managed
to photograph very close.
Thursday,
8 p.m. Hunger begins to eat me up, and I find myself downing
an entire small pizza at Marzano’s in Manzanita. They have
their own homemade Italian sausage, which has quite the bite and
is an addiction all its own.
Just before 10 p.m., I make it to Seaside for the
culinary climax of the day: gourmet, homemade ice cream at Zinger’s,
right on Broadway.
Their marionberry
is a monster, made from the real berries from the county in Oregon.
But most wonderful are the small – and sometimes large –
chunks of actual berries lurking in the ice cream, creating marvelous,
frozen bits of fruity goodness. 210 Broadway. (503) 738-3939. www.zingersicecream.com
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