P.S. A few pictures I had wanted to add to the Portland posts, but couldn’t find the room…

This is from when we sat on the curb eating bread from Petite Provence.
Have you ever seen a better bus?
It was parked alongside this decked out cart…
Right near NE Alberta… 
There is a lot of bright colorful character to this area…
I believe this following picture was off SE Ankeny Street. But don’t hold me to that…
Affogato is in down town St. Johns. They had the BEST GELATO EVER!!
Lastly, Kelley Point Park…
                         Hope everyone is enjoying the last few days of August!!
                                                       ~ Marica

Portland Day Six, The Last Day…

Our last day was simple yet still nice. We tried Ken’s Artisan Bakery which had been at the top of our list for bread hopping, but didn’t make it into the official bread hopping day…
Ken’s Bakery was the reason I even wanted to go bread hopping in the first place. 
I have his bread book and was curious what the shop was like… 
I think it was one of my favorite places of the whole trip. 
I loved the atmosphere; simple and serious about bread and baked goods…
I sneaked a peek into the back… 
We left and walked down to our coveted parking spot that took many circling of blocks to find…
I love this city…
On our way back up to St. Johns we reached the bridge just as the lights were flashing and it was being drawn up. I thought it was funny how lucky we felt, although everyone who lives here probably was annoyed. Prospective. Prospective. Its all about prospective…
We later stopped at the Tin Shed which is another place I really wanted to try before we left…
I wasn’t disappointed. Good food and a fun place to eat. 
Well, that sums it up.
Goodbye Portland until next time!
                                        ~ Marica

Portland Day Five, Down Town…

We started our morning in Kenton getting coffee at Posies with two of our favorite friends…
 
I really like Posies. they have a sweet atmosphere and tasty things to eat…
They don’t go over board with hip, yet they hold their own when it comes to coffee shops worth remembering… 
 We then took the max train down into down town…
 It was the first train the kids had been on in a long time…
After we got off and rondevu-ed with our other very important friend, we wandered down to the food trucks and ordered ourselves some lunch…
We picked Egyptian food, which is something we had never tried before…
 Took it to water front park to eat…
 And enjoy each others company for one of the last times for a while…
 These are some of our oldest friends we came to visit with. Friends we have history with, like living together when our first son was born and nobody else we knew had anything even close to a baby…
 So he was kind of all of our first baby…
 We then went up to Old Town Pizza which was quite an amazing space… To put it mildly…
 I guess it used to be a brothel, like a looong time back when there were still brothels on main city streets.
 Later we finished our evening off at E’Njoni Cafe. An Ethiopian restaurant that took my breath away!!! The picture doesn’t even remotely do it  justice.
 Well day five was good!
                                          Best wishes to everyone!
                        
                                                             ~ Marica
  

Portland, More of Day Four and Some Bread Hopping

Day four had more wonderful things than just Klickitat street. Our very good friend Amanda, the kids and I went bread hopping. Bread hopping is a lot like bar hopping, only the object is to go from bakery to bakery tasting as much good bread as you can. 
By chance we started at a gluten free bakery called Tula. I was very curious to see if they had found the secret to flaky, doughy bread. Of all their available items only one looked like it might hold the secret… The Lava Roll.
 Many of their items looked good, but no others were an attempt at flaky or doughy…
 Unfortunately the secret is still waiting to be found. The roll was nice, with a good walnut filling, but not in the least like an actual croissant or wheat flour item…
Amanda took notes for us…
And we both marveled and the beautiful ceiling…
 Our next stop was Petite Provence
 With an exquisite hand carved menu…
 And endless delicious looking pastries…
 We got lucky because they had an array of samples already chopped on the counter
so we got to taste several items…
 We only bought bread, but we eyed the perfection that filled the cases…
 I said perfection right?
 Over all I loved Petite Provence…
 We ate their mushroom garlic bread as we sat across the street on an empty curb. 
It was just what we were after on our bread hopping hunt…
 The kids by this time were a little tired of bread hopping, but we still had 
lots of place we wanted to try…
The next stop was Back to Eden
 It was a tiny little shop…
Oozing with true charm…
This place was my favorite, that is until a couple of days later I found somewhere that scored as a tie…
They didn’t serve bread here, they had a small selection of wonderful looking treats.
We tried the coconut doughnut…
 And it was over the moon amazing!!!!
 Our last stop was quiet good. It was called Crema.
 The cases were filled with relentless inspiration…
 We got bread and cappuccinos…
And a bottle of this incredible fermented orange juice…
I hope I can find it somewhere again. It is too good to describe!
Well that sums up our day of bread hopping. We bottomed out after that and ended 
up napping on the grass at Irving park.
I think this is going to be a new favorite past time; hopping from place to place ordering one item at a time…
                                                                           Cheers ~ Marica

Day Four, Klickitat Street…

So what you may all know, or not know, is that the Beezus and Ramona books all take place on Klickitat street. For the last year or so the kids have been falling asleep at night to the audio books of Beezus and Ramona. For hours I hear the readers voice plotting through chapter after chapter telling of the simple lives of Beatrice and Ramona. 
They have yet to grow tired of them. 
We recently realized that the stories take place in Portland Oregon, and not only in a vague over all sort of way, the books take place on the real street called Klickitat street. Considering we are up here and the kids deep love for the books, we made the drive from one end of Klickitat to the other. My daughter took my phone and clicked picture after picture all along the way…

 It was neat. Most of the houses were older, nicer homes. Nearing the end of Klickitat, the street made a quick climb up a hill and then met up with a large busy cross street. That was it. We saw Klickitat and now we can image what Beverly Cleary was imagining as she wrote about all of Ramona’s adventures. 
                                            Hope you all are having a wonderful August!
                                                                  ~ Marica

Portland Day Three, and the Rose Garden…

On day three we visited Washington Park to see the rose garden there.
The aroma of roses wafted up to us as we got out of our car and only grew stronger 
when walked down the steps into the garden. There were SO MANY ROSES!!!!
Of every color and size…
Each one smelling different…
And so extraordinarily wonderful…
I couldn’t decide if I had a favorite…
They all smelled so good!
But you had to be careful to look out for bees hidden inside the petals… 
But I think the ones labeled “Fragrant Cloud” were the best smelling…
And I do lean toward peachy-er colored roses…
But it wasn’t just the roses, the grounds themselves were wonderful too… 
We all had a wonderful time…

I never been somewhere that had so many roses blooming at one time…
Each one so perfectly a rose…
I know at some point I’ll have to visit again…
Just to be there…
               
                                                                        ~ Marica

Portland, Day Two…

Day two was nearly, but no quite so completely packed as our first day. 
The kids and I went to visit my increadibly wonderful friend Lauren… 
We got to peek at her house which is deep in the hills of south east Portland…
 She took us to the river there and the kids got to swim and play….
 The houses across the way are floating houses that rise and sink with the water… So neat!
 Later we went to Pier Park, which is not a pier, so I’m not sure why it’s called that…
 But the seesaws there were like from when I was a kid…
 They had the most wonderful screech as they went up and down…
 We all got on and it was tons of fun… 
It was another wonderful day!!!

                                                               ~ Marica