Hunter Wellies: The Official Footwear of Oui Presse
As three of you have noticed, the blog has been in a state of benign neglect for lo these past several months. That’s why Oui Presse is now pleased to report the recovery of its WordPress password and thus, your weekly installment of Oui Presse News.
In today’s weather report, Old Man Winter is rearing his ugly head so much like Glenn Close in Fatal Attraction’s infamous bathtub scene. But we at Oui Presse take heart. As the rain falls, so falls the cost per wear of our Hunter Wellies. Nevertheless: Go toward the light, Winter, go!
From the police blotter, OP narrowly avoided being victimized by some grifters posing as fire extinguisher inspectors on Monday. “Fire extinguisher inspectors” had the ring of “bikini inspectors” to us, so our internal alarms sounded loudly when they asked to “check things out.” Oui Presse recently had its extinguisher recharged, so we dispatched them to their next stop. Little did we know they were working all of Hawthorne Boulevard! Here’s a link to the incident report on Oregon Live.
The Department of Self-Promotion will have you know that Oui Presse’s PB&J Royale is really the best ever. Besides what our friend Geoff has been saying, we now have the endorsement of Portland Monthly’s Karen Brooks— journalist, author and, as far as we’re concerned, foremost authority on all matters of food and dining in the known universe. Check out her five reasons to “say hello to one of the city’s great new sandwiches” here.
On a related note, Hawthorne Fred Meyer’s peanut butter grinder was, once again, empty today at 4:15 p.m. Sigh.
In conclusion, welcome back to the Oui Presse blog. We will endeavor to keep the ‘NEWS’ in ‘COFFEE • BAKERY • NEWS’ on a much more regular basis from now on. Watch this space!