Remember when I used to shop local for the finest euro sweet treats? Yea, me too. Oh well. Now I get them at Trader Joes...luckily they taste *almost* as good....and they are cheaper than a plane ticket.
This was seriously just a regular saturday, we popped into the neighborhood hair place to get some fresh cuts for the kids. We left feeling as though we had done our part to help keep PDX weird (one kid haircut at a time). So much to love in this crazy city...