I was in Portland again! And now I’m not. Except I’m going back soon, so yes. Anyway. I was eating breakfast at Random Order Bakery and this dude walked by, knit cap complete with yarn mohawk and hot pink skulls on either side, selling pastries from his basket.* I giggled and texted my amusement to a friend and thought dear god I love this town. The delightful Andrea said it best: “walking around in Portland is kind of like walking around in an adorable dream”.
* One assumes. Perhaps he was bringing them to friends? I dunno, I like the itinerant pâtissier idea better.