Goin’ Home To Oregon & Baked Walla Walla Sweet Onion Dip
Story & recipe originally published in 2008. Click Here for–> our sweet onion dip recipe.
One of the drawbacks to living in beautiful Southern California is that I am nowhere geographically close to any of my immediate family. Since no one in the family has yet to retire or become independently wealthy, none of us see each other that often. It was finally Dad’s turn to have to put up with a visit from us, so we packed our bags and headed up to Oregon.
I grew up in beautiful North-Eastern Oregon on good-sized cattle ranch, which has since been dissolved when my parents’ lives grew apart. However, my dad still lives in the same farming valley, now on a nice, little 10 acre property where he still has a few horses and enjoys the splendor of living on fertile soil surrounded by alluring foothill mountains. Going to see Dad is always still “Going Home” even if it isn’t the house I grew up in. To get home, we fly into Portland, then drive 5 hours east. The journey allows one’s mind to change pace from the busy city life to the more laid-back country-side. I become more reflective and nostalgic as the miles roll by. My mind starts savoring the things I loved from growing up in that little farming and logging valley, and I find myself more at peace with those things which I spurned as a youth.
“Snip”, the stallion & “Doc”, the gelding
We always enjoy seeing the changes in geography as we course our way across the northern edge of Oregon. Beginning in the lush, rain-heavy Portland, the highway leads us upstream along the Columbia River and the gorge which it has carved. Soon the rains fall less, the heat increases, and the winds dry out the landscape. In early spring there were still signs of green, but those will soon disappear. I used to see these parts as barren wasteland, but now see beauty in it’s dry frontier. Not long afterwards, the highway diverges from the Columbia River, and the geography changes again. The winds are less, and the rain a bit more, so you’ll start seeing farmland sprouting out of this gentle, but warm landscape. If you diverge north, you can cross the border and follow the road leading to the super fertile plain which Walla Walla, WA calls home. There is nothing like a Walla Walla sweet onion grown in Walla Walla. Soon our road east leads us through the cowboy and Native American town of Pendleton, then starts heading up into the foothill mountains.
“Rascal”, the troublemaker
Once in the mountains, I start to feel like home is near. Before long, the highway drops down into a valley where a river lazily courses through it, farmland quilts the land, cattle and horses outnumber the people, and where a cowboy turned urban Californian was born and raised. I’m back to soak in the beauty of my birthing ground. One of the allures which dominate my longings for home are our horses. I can get a quick mountain fix less than a couple hours outside our southern California home. We have friends down here which train show jumping horses, so it isn’t just horses in general that I miss. I miss “our horses.” Most of all Doc, who was the last colt born on the ranch I grew up on. Fully of personality and sass, Doc is a beautiful Quarter Horse who it notoriously ornery about being caught or letting people pet him. He’ll just tease you to let you know he is “allowing you the privilege” to come up to him. But once he’s accepted you, there isn’t a better horse to have under you to ride the trails or work cattle. I miss him like a brother. I know I am truly home when I’ve seen and hugged Dad, then have gone out to the pasture and been nudged by Doc.
“Best Ever” Baked Sweet Onion Dip !
Sweet Onions from their ranch Garden. Click here for the current sweet onion dip, which many have dubbed as the “crack dip”.
What reminds you of home?
Love the scenery and the horses AND the Picture of the recipe and dip! YUM!
One thing I remember the most as a child at home was the breeze blowing in the window of my bedroom, the smell of the fresh air as I lie on my bed. I grew up in the country and the quietness and the fresh clean air is what makes me feel at home.
I enjoyed reading this post. The pictures make me want to spend some time there. I’m not too far away from home but don’t get to visit as often as I like – a quiet summer’s afternoon reminds me of home.
also, spaetzles remind me of home.
i want some of that dip, and i want to smooch those horses. but not in a grody way.
Great post guys! Loved everything about it! What reminds me of home…any passionate person for food, wine and good times! The dip recipe is sensational!! Can’t find walla walla onions but I’ll use local sweet vidalia instead!
Oh my. I know that dip will be amazing. My corner grocery sells something akin to that and it is like eating crack, but I know there’s product involved that I don’t really want to eat. This is the real deal. On the list for my nest get-together.
Since the previous comments pretty much captured my ideas… Here’s something totally off topic.
Walla Walla, WA reminds me of Hypochondriac Tanya from the Real World Chicago. I watch too much reality TV 😉
An onion that you can eat like an apple?? I DON’T BELIEVE IT! Send me some and prove me wrong!
*I showed the pictures of the horses to my puppy and he got scared of them ^_^*
Oregon looks breathtakingly beautiful in these photographs – thanks once again for sharing your experiences with us. The sweet onion dip sounds devine. Food from my childhood always reminds me of home.
Lovely pics.And you have a beautiful place to call home. I am sure you all relaxed and had a great time with your dad.
Todd,
I did not know you were an Oregonian too. 🙂 I’ve only driven past Eastern Oregon though so I enjoyed seeing the scenery and horses. I was just talking about Walla Walla onions last night and missing Burgerville’s gigantic onion rings when they’re in season.
It was very fun seeing your faces on the video. The onion dip sounds just delicious. We get Walla Walla onions here sometimes and I love to use them when they’re available.
thanks, todd and diane, for trying out the silken tofu version and letting us know how it turned out.
Wonderful post. I enjoyed reading it and those pictures with the horses were beautiful. Never heard of Walla Walla before but it sounded delicious.
The food looks excellent and the photos of the scenery are, as always, beautiful!
Stunning pictures. The videos are nice add-ons to the blog.