302 days later
April 15, 2009
(yes, i’m keeping count) i’m flying back to visit portland. i’m keeping count because as much as i whined while i lived there, portland is the place that gave and gave and got me here. home. happy. whole. so thank you, city of roses. to show my gratitude, i plan to spend my three-day weekend savoring every beautiful thing you have offer. hence, the list.
1. indulge in sweetly drizzled boccone dolce at my favorite dessert house in the world, papa haydn
2. repeat #1 for the glazed raspberry gateau
3. get lost for a few hours in the shelves of powell’s books
4. talk to faith, “feita” in my mind, until my jaw falls off
5. photograph: nw 23rd, alberta, hawthorne, belmont, burnside, the bridges, the farmer’s market (etc.etc. etc. until my index finger falls off)
6. dine with my favorite o girls on the best mac ‘n cheese the human race has ever known at montage
7. toast with a homojito to my jasoncito days at crush
8. drive to woodburn for the 24th annual tulip fest. (and some tax-free outlet shopping. chaooooooo!)
9. go with la shelli chula to la calaca comelona. sip on caipirinhas while my favorite veggie torta arrives
10. listen to john snell crack me up over take-out
