While it seems to be the most ‘simple’ menu item… don’t let that fool you. GET THE FRIED CHICKEN.
Somehow I managed to carry the little voodoo doll all the way across the country before impaling him with a pretzel. He deserved it.
Love me a place that I’m actually given a turntable of choices of which beans I want.
Places like the lush trail at Spencer Butte make me wonder why my address isn’t in the PNW.
You can’t be in the PNW and not have craft beer for dinner.
Sit down, Voodoo. Blue Star are the BEST donuts in Portland, hands down. Don’t @ me.
Even if you have zero ties to Boston, get yourself a Green Monster.
How to kill an afternoon when your flight gets delayed by 12 hours? Switchbacks for DAYS.
Had to give en establishment that wasn’t Blue Star or Voodoo a try while I was in town.