After a few false starts – not open on Mondays and being kidnapped by my running posse for breakfast elsewhere – my most eagerly-anticipated Hashcapade finally came to fruition. I’m speaking, of course, about Hash Restaurant, a hidden gem on SE 17th in the Sellwood area of Portland. (Closed in Dec. 2011)
Unlike other Hashcapades, the name of the restaurant and my potato hash obsession merged as one, either a sign of cosmic destiny or merely a gastronomic coincidence. In any event, we opted for the counter seating to watch the action in the kitchen as the chef expertly flipped the mushroom hash in the pan, seasoning it with salt and other magic spices. The result was nothing short of amazing – perfect flavor, good balance of potatoes, mushrooms, and multi-colored peppers – all presented on a slim, rectangular plate artfully bent at each end.