Veg Out: Do You Kanpai?

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Veg Out: Do You Kanpai?

The Source Staff

Editor's note: This is the first in a regular series about vegetarian dining options in Central Oregon from new Source correspondent Nikki Jefford. Look for more features in upcoming issues, including a look at Typhoon's veggie menu.
I suppose vegan sushi is an oxymoron, kinda like when I spread humus and salsa between two tortillas, toast it on the skillet, and call it a quesadilla. “It's called queso,” my husband informs me. “Meaning CHEESE!” Fine, but beanodilla just doesn't have the same ring.
Personally, I prefer the term “vegan sushi” to “rolls” because the latter always conjures up images of doughy balls of dinner bread, not raw slices of cucumber and avocado rolled up in seaweed and rice with a sprinkle of sesame seeds and nearly translucent slivers of ginger.

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Things a National Political Party Have Given Us or Tried to Make Sure We Didn’t Have

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Since the election of President Barack Obama, there has been a steady stream of bull. No, let's call it what it is coming out of the leadership of one of our national political parties, lies. Now these liars have turned their interest to stopping health care reform. However, in reviewing the history of this party, this is not a surprise. So what has this political party given us or tried to make sure we did not have?
They gave us Calvin Coolidge and Herbert Hoover and the Great Depression. Its candidate Richard Nixon gave us Watergate and the first time a sitting president resigned. Their man Ronald Reagan gave us “trickle-down economics,” the Iran Contra scandal, huge tax cuts for the rich, and a $7 trillion in national debt. Yes that's with a “t,” my friends. This was followed later by George W. Bush, who gave us a war we didn't need to fight, more than 4,000 dead military personnel because of it, more huge tax cuts for the rich and an almost $11 trillion national debt. Just think of it, between Reagan and Bush these two, so called, “fiscal conservatives” left us with almost $18 trillion in deficits.
For this so called “moral majority” party, they have recently managed to have governors and elected officials end or damage their public careers by sex scandals; from cheating on their wives, marrying their mistresses, having sex in bathrooms, or going to Latin American on taxpayer dollars to be with their “soul mate.” This party is a living example of “do as I say, not as I do.”

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A Different Kind of Art Festival: Art in the High Desert puts the artists in charge of the show

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There is an obvious difference between the Ringling Brothers and Cirque Du Soleil, not that both don't have their place, audience, and fascinations. Bend's festival season seems to cover a similar spectrum, and while the community may have gotten used to the consistent presence of artisan carnies in town, the Art in the High Desert festival is channeling Cirque. This week, one hundred or so white tents will be stationed beside the river across from the Old Mill, pedaling unique art and high craft work ranging from complex jewelry, quirky found-object sculptures, luminous photography, and brightly glazed ceramics. The participating artists were selected through a unique jury process, with considerations made toward the creativity of the work, as well as the craftsmanship and vision of the pieces; requiring the level of artistry to be passionate, dedicated, and graceful.

Posted inOutside

Buzzing in the Love Seat: Got a bee in your bonnet, or some other idiom?

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I'm sure you've heard the old idioms for years, “Ants in your pants,” “Bats in your belfry,” or “Bee in your bonnet,” and such; well, how about this when my phone rang…?
“Jim, this is Karen Kassy.”
“Oh, howdy Dear Heart,” I answered, “what's going on?”
“I have something strange going on in my love seat.”
Now a guy can have all kinds of fun with that opener, playing around with the birds and bees, risky as it is, and Karen's a great one to kid around with; after all, I've known her for years, and she's an intuitive – but I didn't want to end up in the dog house, so I thought I'd best play it straight as a string.
“So what's wrong with your love seat,” I asked, stifling a laugh, but knowing full well I should keep it on the straight and narrow.

Posted inOutside

Usain Bolt

Mike Ficher

What Usain Bolt did at the IAAF World Athletics Championships in Berlin earlier this month, breaking the 100 and 200 meter world records while capturing the bi-annual event's sprint races, is, well, insane, simply off the charts, the sports story of the year.
Bolt won the two races in record times of 9.58s for the 100 meters and 19.19s for the 200, breaking marks the Jamaican sprinter set at last summer's Olympics in Beijing.
In events where the difference between first and fifth can often be as minute as a body lean or a slightly askew stride, Bolt is putting visible distance between himself and his competition.

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Train of Thought: Tourists, a chip seal rant and bucket lists

Pam Stevenson

You know how, when you go for a bike ride, your mind goes on a ride of its own as well? Two weeks ago, I joined some friends for a 40-mile ride from Sisters up and over McKenzie Pass and back. I thought I'd share my train of thought:
Cool. I'm finally riding McKenzie Pass for the first time this year. I can't believe I waited until the highway re-opened to motorists, but oh well. Whoa, check out all those Harleys!
Four million bucks and three years. Let's see what they accomplished. I hear the new pavement is Land O'Lakes buttery!
The legs feel a little tired today. Probably because I put in almost 200 miles this week. I'll never be able to keep up with David Blair.

Posted inCulture

In Der Fuehrer's Face: Tarantino goes great guns in Basterds

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After all the rampant previews clogging up my TV, Quentin Tarantino's newest epic Inglourious Basterds arrived with a $37.6 million box office debut. This movie is way better than I expected. Even with all its messed up parts and incongruous plot-holes there is some redeeming beauty. Basterds is a cinephile's dream with obvious references to all movies great and small. Although clearly influenced by The Dirty Dozen, any Spaghetti Western and Pekinpah's Cross of Iron, Tarantino seems heavily anchored in his director chair rather than lifting from other movies (including his own). Still he adds super hero writing and chapters as a signature style but the cohesiveness enables three remarkable stories to intertwine.

Posted inCulture

It's Hip To Be Square: Humpday takes bro-mance to another level

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When will cinema stop being obsessed by sex? Sex scenes these days are so predictably present, and so predictable, they may as well start slotting in audience toilet breaks – just to keep it real. Do filmmakers still collectively think we have no clue what happens when naked people rub up against each other? On-screen relationships were much more interesting when actors had to keep one foot on the bedroom floor.
Humpday is a film obsessed by sex like a toddler is obsessed with presenting what they've done in their potty. To its credit, Humpday came out of the Sundance Film Festival, and hardly any DV-made, Sundance films actually make it to theatres. Film critics tend to believe people will see Transformers despite the reviews, but a small, independent film can be helped greatly by a good quote for the posters. Sad to say no such quote will be provided in these prudish paragraphs.

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Bested Again

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The beloved “Best Of” issue – everyone in the restaurant industry awaits it with an appetite. The rumors fly, the questions gnaw; who is going to get what this year? And then for one week, a year's worth of dedication and voters' fickleness is presented in grandeur, and it's the talk of the town for days until something more interesting comes into play – like whether we'll dredge Mirror Pond or if they'll ever finish resurfacing the parkway.
But should someone needed to know who the second best bartender in Bend is, well that's when I would blow off my fingernails, polish them on my shoulder, and proudly proclaim that I was the person they were seeking. Because, you might not know this, but for the life of me I cannot win that category. Cocktail show, cocktail classes, cocktail column, Las Vegas cocktail contest, radio promo, none of this is enough in today's highly competitive popularity contest.

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