Make way for more burgers, folks: The Vancouver, BC-based chain Vera’s Burger Shack, which operates 16 locations in BC (and one in Ottawa), has announced plans to open its first two U.S. expansion locations right here in Portland — with one slated for the Pearl District, providing direct competition to red-hot burger chain Little Big Burger.
The report indicates Vera’s plans to open the first of the new Portland branches in the Fall.
So stay tuned – a Fall review is forthcoming!
Now go eat some poutine!
With a fanfare of trumpets and tympanic rolls, The Original invites Portland’s dining public to take The Poutine Challenge.
The goal is to fully eat five full pounds of French fried potatoes, cheese curds and brown gravy. And you have just 30 minutes to clean your plate.
Think you’re up to it? Visit The Original blot for details.
The very first poutine we reviewed here at Portland Poutine, back on October 26, 2009, was that from The Original: A Dinerant:
Despite the horked up name of this establishment (dinerant? really?), The Original: A Dinerant, cooks up crispy fries, stirs up an interesting gravy, and hides orange cheddar cheese curds beneath it all.
When I was a child, I remember my grandparents eating gross-looking gray potato blobs they called “putsins.” My grandfather was from Maine and spoke French. I have heard a rumor that every American who shares my unusual last name was a descendant of one guy and his four horny sons. Judging that both of my paternal grandparents had over a dozen siblings each, I tend to think the rumor is true.
These “putsins” they ate were an Acadian delicacy also known as poutine râpée. They are a combination of grated and mashed potatoes with chopped salt pork in the center, which are boiled for two and a half to three hours. Yum. I mean, yuck. I guess they are served with either ketchup or with maple syrup.
As I googled around to refresh this dim childhood memory, I was stunned, STUNNED, I say, at all the people who seemed to know about this dish. And there were plenty of recipes. We were actually able to talk to my grandparents over the summer about how to make putsins (as they pronounced it) and despite the grossed out memories of my childhood, we endeavored to have a go at making our own poutine râpée.
In all my Portland poutine perambulations, I’ve never encountered a truly satisfying vegetarian gravy – until now!