Portland

This weekend we went down to check out the Land of Ports (as Kent calls it). We kept on hearing how awesome it is there and what a cool arts community it has. Almost every other person on Etsy is from there it seems:) So we thought we would go down and see what all the fuss was about.
We met up with some of my cousins there and Jessa Mae so graciously allowed us to stay at Casa de Yay for the duration of our trip.
We did our homework before going and chose a few places we particularly wanted to go and In the beginning there was: Pine State Biscuits.
Oh mother of pearl, that was some good food! We saw it on Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives a couple weeks ago and it did not disappoint. They specialize in biscuits, but not your average biscuit... Giant, fluffy biscuits smothered in the worlds best sausage or shitake gravy (usually a "no thanks" for me, but was a "gimme that!" at Pine State) with every breakfast food that deserves to be around stacked on top. Since the owners were a couple of guys from the South who met up in College they had lot's good old southern flair there, even Cheerwine! I hadn't seen a bottle of that since I was in North Caroline. If you like breakfast and you are ever in Oregon run don't walk to Pine State, just look for the line wrapped outside the door and all the happy people.
Then there was Powell's! The worlds largest independent bookstore. It was numerous stories high and meticulously categorized by color, room, and shelf to make searches a breeze.
I hear people say all the time that you can spend the rest of your life in Powell's. And I can see how it would be easy to do because first you would get lost, second you would look around and realize that you didn't care, and then lastly they would find your body (someday) beaming under a stack of books.
Our last must see spot was a little donut shop called Voodoo. Famous for it's odd flavoured donuts (like Captain Crunch, Tang, even a maple bar with bacon on top) as well as their odd shaped ones like their namesake, a donut shaped like a man with red jelly inside that's been stabbed with a pretzel.
Overall the donuts didn't blow our minds, As a novelty they were fun though and the place certainly didn't lack in character (or morbid charm).
In between all of our must sees we shopped vintage stores, drank Stump Town coffee, perused record shops, markets, and restaurants galore. Greta was a champ for the whole trip. Each day she emerged from her stroller sticky with sweat but smiling.
She didn't seem to mind the hot as balls weather or the fact that she spent almost her entire day being pushed around at everything we wanted to see and probably nothing she did.
So thanks little one!