Thanksgiving is tomorrow. Ted worked a half day and rode the MAX home from work, and as traffic stacked up on Portland freeways, we took Lucie a dozen blocks down the road for a holiday kick-off cup of coffee and slice of Bipartisan Cafe pie…
We love our little Portland neighborhood.
Montavilla: east of the Willamette River, tucked in the shadow of Mount Tabor, facing the sunrises that crown Mount Hood on non-rainy days.
The Academy Movie Theater. Flying Pie Pizza. Branch & Birdie. And, of course, the one and only Bipartisan Cafe.
Lucie’s wearing her grumpy face: still too young to understand the mood-altering powers of pie.
We’ve been eating AM bagels and pie slices, drinking Stumptown coffee and spicy red chai, completing homework, and chatting dreams and schemes in this cafe for seven years, and on those days overseas when espresso was terrible and wifi practically non-existent, we’d look at each other and vow never to take home for granted again.
Now, we are home, and we are three.
And we’re glad to take the wee one out of the house for a little thanksgiving of our own…
The best comfort food: lattes and banana cream pie.
Ted: forever loyal to fruit-pie…and his little Peach.
Here we are tonight, thankful for our little girl and our little life, on the corner of home and happy…
Wishing you and yours a thankful evening, wherever you are in the world.
And a delightful slice of pie sometime very, very soon.
>> Tell me, what’s your favorite flavor of pie?