We're looking forward to an awesome Thanksgiving meal with our neighbors later today. It was so nice of them to include the transplants (that's us!) in their annual tradition.
We were put in charge of pies.
I have no idea where to buy pies in Portland since I've only made one Thanksgiving meal since we've moved here, and I think I made my pies from
"Breakfast" in Portland - who wouldn't want to live here? ;)
I saw this little gem at the food store (Philadelphia vernacular) / grocery store (Portland vernacular) over the weekend.
Custom (and self) painted cars are not infrequent in Portland. This one bears a nice, friendly reminder for all fellow citizens. :)
No lie. This was posted on the Community Bulletin Board in my local supermarket yesterday. I read it when I went past, then doubled back to make sure I read it right, and that it did, in fact, say 'mini-goat'.
And people are so nice here that this lovely dog-walking citizen took it home to care for it until its owner is found.
This happened. Drove right by us on Barnes Road.
Gavin remarked that it looked like the bus from Scooby-Doo. Sort of. But it's more like a super-fan or funny guy who painted his VW bus that way. Maybe he farms himself out as Shaggy and does kids birthday parties?
Anyway...I present to you Portland's version of The Mystery Bus:
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PDX and American Airlines are running a Summer Splash promotion where one lucky traveler will win a $1,000 travel certificate. As part of the on-site activities, the PDX Starbucks was doing a "blend your own frappucino" thing.
We happened by on our way to baggage claim last week.
And you knew this would happen, right?
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Needless to say, the kids and
During the 35 years I lived in Philadelphia, I don't think I ever saw the Emergency Alert System (or Emergency Broadcast System) used outside of the standard, regularly-scheduled testing.
You know the one: three crackly electronic beeps (that's the official term) followed by the 1050Hz sound, and then a robot-esque voice stating whether it's a test or sharing details on what the the actual emergency
I had one of those "Yep, I'm from Philadelphia moments" last weekend when I was walking to the Beaverton Farmers Market from my parking spot.
I was patiently waiting for the light to turn green so I could walk across the street. I stood next to the street lamp and looked around, trying not to grow oh-so-incredibly-bored while waiting the 180 seconds for the light
Portland is widely lauded as one of the most dog-friendly cities in America. It's definitely kind of shocking coming from Philadelphia, where, say...I've never shopped at Old Navy with a pit bull. Within two weeks of moving to Portland, I'd done that. And within a month of moving here, I'd also shopped with a pomeranian in Home Depot. To Grace's delight, the pomeranian was shaved
I found the family car from my childhood - a little beat up, but alive and well right here in Portland!
Bad shot, but we were driving and the camera wasn't cooperating. No worries, though. You can still tell it's a rad, two-toned pale blue station wagon with rear-facing seats in the way back. :)