But you’re going to have to wait to learn his/her name.
In the meantime, we’re sharing — other great tales.
First, thanks to all of you who entered our sweepstakes by submitting a brief (40 words or less) recollection of the “best thing I ever ate.” We got some great recollections. And we have winners.
Our unofficial favorite entry put us in a bit of a quandary because, unfortunately, it exceeded our 40-word length limit. Our judges felt obligated to select a winner from those entries that kept it at 40 or fewer words. We’ve notified the winner of a night’s stay for two at the Hood River Hotel, and a rafting trip on the White Salmon River with the great team up at Zoller’s Outdoor Odysseys. We’ll share that entry with you in a few days — but only after sharing a few others that we also liked. Building the suspense, right?
So, here’s the too-long — but quite nice — entry from Geronimo Tagatac:
The best meal I’ve had was an impromptu meal in the old spice port city of Malacca, on the coast of Malaysia. My girlfriend and I were at a loss as to where to have dinner. “Go to this place,” said Sam, the twentysomething owner of the Jalan Jalan Hostel. “Capital Satay,” he said, pointing at the Indian section of the city on a map. It turned out to be a wildly popular place with the locals and a few foreigners. We dipped thin meat slices and shrimp into the spicy peanut sauce in the pot on a gas burner in the center of the table and quenched the fire on our tongues with cold beer. Later, we walked past the brightly lit cathedral on the river in the warm, humid air and congratulated ourselves on our wonderful find.
Ideas come from everywhere. We ran across an interesting post on the subject of travel and sustainability today. It encourages us all to tap the truly local vibe by supporting local providers of experiences — tours, dining, crafts, outdoors — that truly reflect the nature of the place.
We agree. Sustainability is a broad concept. At its essence, it means balancing the interests of the economy, community, and environment. Our hotel models that concept in everything it does, but this isn’t about us. It’s about how we embrace our community.
If you subscribe to this blog — or our semiweekly newsletter — you know that we try to share information about what’s going on outside our four walls. It gives you a reason to come and spend time in Hood River. You may even stay with us, although we wouldn’t blame you if you stayed somewhere else. We’re not the only game in town, so why should we act like we are?
So what’s the point of all this? We want your feedback on what “local” (i.e. Hood River, White Salmon, Gorge) providers of guest services have left you with particularly strong memories and impressions of this place. Just hit the comment link below this post. And lastly, look for some profiles in coming weeks of people and businesses of which we at the Hood River Hotel are particularly fond. Have a great day.
You know how sometimes a little piece of song bobs to the top of your consciousness from some file drawer dating back in 1971? And even though you don’t really know the words, you start to sing it — badly, we might add — anyway? “Mem-reeees, stuck between the pages of my mind!”
And then you feel really stupid, because you know that’s soooo wrong, and you haven’t been drinking, and there is really no excuse for such behavior?
Thought so. That’s us, when we think of that song “Memories.” On further reflection — and correction — it’s not really called “Memories.” It’s called “The Way We Were.” Barbra Streisand sang it.
Anyway, what’s the point? The point is, we think you might have memories of staying with us at the Hood River Hotel. So share them. Just click through the “Leave a comment” link below. We’ll have to approve it (please, not Viagra memories, even though we’re really happy for you). Mem-reeeees! Meanwhile, here she is, doing it the right way …