One of the many things I love about Portland is our quirky graffiti. Back in college, my photo project for Color Photography, (yes, I hand-processed color prints) was graffiti, and let me tell you Austin has no lack of that art. There’s even a café whose walls, and then some, are a devoted canvas to local graffiti artist. Ever since that project, many moons ago, I find my eye is often drawn towards graffiti. I’ve noticed, in Portland, that it’s often small, somewhat intimate, and often sweet. As if their message is intended for a very specific person.
I saw this one on the way to the farmers market last week and had to stop to steal a shot. Bebel Gilberto singing, “Baby” popped into my head the moment I spied it.
I had a handful of fava greens left after last weeks post and decided to toss it with some thinly sliced radish. I always soak the heck out of my radishes in ice water to cut their bitterness. Sometimes I wonder why I buy them since I’m not a fan of their spicy character. I confess, I think it’s because they’re so darn cute.
Fresh Fava Greens with Radish
Toss a couple of handfuls of fresh fava greens with thinly sliced radish and a drizzle of olive oil.
Serve with a chunk of crusty bread, a chunk of Manchego and a crisp white.