On our last day in Portland, we started our morning with homemade crepes and cappuccinos from our awesome hosts. Our feet were sore, but we set out for breakfast, tea from Nuvrei Cafe (again!) and a rainy cab ride to Pittock Mansion
. It’s an amazing home, built in 1918 by Henry Pittock, owner of the Oregonian newspaper. Set high above the city, the estate seemed like the perfect scene for a Halloween movie. We heard on a clear day, you can see all of downtown and mountains in the distance.
I can only imagine how stunning the gardens look in full bloom.
Here’s our view waiting to finish our tea before the guided tour. There were a few benches that would make perfect picnic spots!
Mr. Pittock had a “sleeping porch” adjacent to his bedroom where slept in the open air during summer. His original bed was quite modest, and it was believed that sleeping porches did wonders for your health. If it weren’t for panic attacks at the sight of most insects, I’d have one myself.
Much of the furniture in the home did not belong to the Pittock family, but the donations were fitting. This card table was in the library, surrounded by dark wood everything.
The music room looking into the backyard was my favorite!
The kitchen wouldn’t be complete without plastic milk!
If you’re looking to wander beautiful grounds and a stunning home rich with history, check it out!
We started this month with a long weekend to the Northwest in Portland, Oregon. It seems everyone’s first question was, “What’s in Portland?” or if we had someone to visit there. Maybe we are still expected to rush to Florida or Cancun at the first sign of spring. Really, we wanted to go somewhere neither of us had ever been, and we heard great things about PDX as a beautiful, clean, foodie town!
I couldn’t have asked for better weather. 60F and sunny most of the weekend was very unusual for the rainy city. It was so nice to see green grass for the first time in months! We rented a studio apartment via Airbnb from a well-traveled, amazing host family. They swept us up from the airport, gave us suggestions on where to visit, and treated us to homemade crepes and cappuccinos in the morning! I would highly recommend Airbnb to friends looking for an inexpensive, authentic travel experience here or abroad. We opted for staying in an entire apartment near downtown for only $65 a night. I love that people all over the world open up their neat digs to eager travelers.
Of course, consuming as much food as possible was on my list. I think Neil had in mind to drink all the black coffee and sample as many local IPAs as possible during our stay. (A barista’s face when he insisted on a 20oz black coffee with 3 espresso shots was fantastic).
(above): Stumptown after VooDoo Doughnuts, and Nuvrei Cafe…the cafe so nice, we went there twice. Their croissants and macarons were just right!
On our first night, we wandered around the Mississippi District at our host Dino’s suggestion. I oohed and ahhed at everything in Paxton Gate, a store full of “treasures and oddities inspired by the garden and the natural sciences.” From pinned butterflies, lantern flies, to zebra busts and agates, there was no shortage of sights to take in. I fell in love with jewelry by a local artist, who cast silver from organic things like stingray skin, anaconda vertebrae, and octopus tentacles.
My ring is a jersey agate, set in a silver band cast from stingray skin. Love!
Our trip to PDX would be incomplete without waiting in an absurdly long line for Voodoo Doughnut. Our mistake was heading here after our indulgent brunch at Mother’s Bistro. (The salmon hash was seriously amazing. I’ve already found the recipe!) The oreo chocolate peanut butter doughnut was as big as my head! Neil inhaled his peach fritter, and I was sure the afternoon would end in a sugar coma.
Doughnuts in tow, we found a Saturday market to walk off our meals and shrugged off our sweaters (it was unseasonably hot!)
See more photos from the sunny Chinese gardens after the cut!
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Tagged Doug, Huey, instagram
Posted in Life
Tagged Doug, Huey, instagram
He has already made an appearance on my Instagram
, but I would like to formally introduce my 5lb squeaking, sneezing bundle of joy: Doug the Pug. For as long as I can remember, I’ve had a soft spot for dogs with expressive wrinkles and big personalities. My family has always had boxers, and they are so sweet! Rupert and Stanley are still my little big dog brothers, but I knew that I don’t have time or space for a large pup right now. Pugs are such characters! In college, I had in mind to bring home a pug named Doug. My mom told me I should wait until I meet my puppy to see if the name “fit”, but I was sure it would be right.
After Neil found Huey this fall, I knew it was time to find my pup so they could grow up together. Doug has been home nearly a month now. The dogs get along famously since he figured out he can’t nurse from Huey. Both of these little guys will be making appearances here from now on!
On his first day home we discovered Doug can make some pretty hellacious noises for such a little thing. His groans sound something like a disgruntled baby or, at his worst, a piglet raptor. He does best to sleep with Huey at night on their bed and, as far as training goes, he is extremely food motivated and comes around when we call him. We also fixed a bell to our side door that he can ring to signal for “potty”.
They are so sweet! Between the two of them there’s a whole lot of precious at our house!