LRBC to stream live porn?

Courier's Ethiopia Sidamo, grade 4 or natural process, Oromia cooperative, roasted 3/1/2010 and pulled by Malori.

Food porn that is, and believe me that if we could, we would. I can't even think of how many times I've caught myself completely awestruck by the beauty of some of the food that leaves our kitchen. I love looking at food and pictures of food. This (food photography) is where we draw a great deal of inspiration. And when it comes to our own food, hell yes I'm proud of what we do.

I mentioned to Ali recently that I think its unfortunate that while (in my humble opinion) our kitchen continues to push out some of the best looking and tastiest food we've ever cooked, our camera has been M.I.A. in capturing it all. This is a problem I intend to rectify. And so I began my day off the same way I begin many of my days off: unable to sleep as a result of a circadian rhythm that is all too used to waking up at 5:00am, not to mention a highly overactive mind consumed with the thoughts of an all too uncertain future. How do I remedy this diagnosis? Why, I go to the cafe to bake of course!

You see, baking is really my personal form of mediation, a way for me to clear my head by focusing on a particular task at hand. And going to the cafe in the wee hours of the morning is ALWAYS just an excuse to drink coffee, as well as play around on the equipment I too rarely get a chance to work with. And so a couple hours later, 'round 8:00am to be more specific, I found myself still at the cafe (on my day off), ready to snap some photos of our food. But wouldn't you know it, in my early morning stupor, I forgot to bring the camera with me. However, if you've ever owned a cafe/restaurant (or even if you haven't) you should know that one need only spend 5+ minutes at their place of business before a need to run errands is born. Today's most pressing errand was the fact that the register was out of quarters (not to mention the fact that we have currently run out of decaf espresso, a problem I am anxiously hoping to rectify just as soon as I receive a phone call from our equipment repair guy in SE Portland, informing me when our flat griddle is repaired and ready for pick-up).*

I routinely thank god that we live only 0.4 miles from the LRBC. The trip home takes only a few minutes, and this morning I was back at the cafe, quarters and camera in hand, in what seemed like a matter of seconds. And so I snapped the following photos just for you lovely folks, in attempt to keep y'all abreast as to what we've been churning out at the cafe. Please note that like all of our photos, the food you see has not been "staged." These are normal orders, made for normal customers (except the espresso picture at the beginning of this post: that one had my name written all over it).

Enjoy.

Sweet Morning Waffle: orange waffles, citrus mascarpone, salted dulce de leche, and real maple syrup

El Capitan: two corn tortillas, house chorizo, two sunny-side eggs, avocado, jalapeno mousse, tomato-poblano salsa, jack cheese, and pineapple pico de gallo

eggs...

...and bacon

*Evan's Helpful Hint 'o the Day:
To those who are pondering careers in the restaurant industry please note that it is usually very difficult to group important errands into just one trip; especially when said errands involve visiting the same neighborhood on the same day, and especially when that "day" happens to be a Friday; I am beginning to wonder why I continue to taunt myself with the idea that I might somehow be avoiding rush hour today.