Portland is like that person in your life who has casual swagger and effortless cool whilst at the same time being kind, genuine, thoughtful, a whiz in the kitchen and a bloody amazing barista. You want to borrow their jacket and sniff their hair when they’re not looking.
Edible highlights: Ping (pan asian – 102 NW 4th Avenue), Gravy (3957 N. Mississippi Ave – wondrous breakfasts), Stumptown Coffee (3 locations in Portland), Voodoo Doughnuts (various locales).
That’s all we had time for this stop, but next time I’m in town I plan to visit Powell’s Books, eat at Clyde Common (“hearty peasant food”) and loiter in the lobby of Ace Hotel, or even stay there if it’s a special occasion.
A universal green room wall… band stickers and lowbrow graffiti