It’s educational, too!
Things I learned in Oregon:
- Willamette is not pronounced the way I thought it was. I wouldn’t go so far as to say I’ve been saying it wrong my whole life, but only because it only came to my notice a few years ago. Looks like Will-uh-METT, right? Yeah, noooo. It’s Will-LAM-it. Like, going on the lam. Or Mary had a little lamb. Sounds mildly ridiculous, but it’s growing on me.
- The reason blender lids have that center plastic piece that comes out is so you can pour things in while the blender is running. I never knew. If I put any thought into it at all, I would have assumed it came out to make the lid easier to clean. I watched Christina make a basil/vinegar/other stuff blend for pasta salad the other night, and my mind was blown when she poured olive oil in through the lid.
- Patty-cake is NOT allowed on beaches in Oregon.
- Waves are tricksy beings and like to creep up behind people, splash them a little, and run away cackling.
