IT REALLY DOES ALL BEGIN WITH FOOD...
Last Friday, after we had closed down Porkland for the last time as a restaurant, Shawn and Ethan were doing some final clean up in the kitchen and I sat by myself on the old pew from St Cecilia next to the order counter, taking in the now quiet space and remembering. In my mind I could see neighbors, that had become friends, chatting with each other while waiting in line to order, business meetings taking place at the table in the corner during a busy lunch rush, kids playing with the pop a shot basketball game and climbing all over the half of a VW bug while their parents waited for their order to come to their table. I thought back to how it all started and the power of food. All the community that would take place every day at Porkland started when we unknowingly tapped into the history and tradition of food in the Portland neighborhood.