When I first got here, I was cold all the time, I drank Maxwell House and Michelob. MGD in a pinch.
It's taken over a dozen years, and it didn't happen all at once. Maxwell House was replaced by fresh-roasted, whole-bean, home ground (hey, I don't have time to roast it myself). Nowadays it's Mirror Pond or Drop Top or such - if they don't have any decent microbrews, I'll turn to Diet Pepsi before I'll make myself put up with a BudMillerCoors. And I've started to go out in temperatures less than 65 without a coat - sometimes even in short sleeves.
But the true sign, I think, that I've become a born-again Oregonian? I've started to . . . garden!
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