There was Meriwether's for a "farm to table" brunch (yes, they have a farm and garden) with Mami, Connie, and Jeanice.
There was coffee with Becki, who single-handedly ensured that, even in the remotest dust-covered parts of the Cambodian countryside, I will have a Lychee moisure mask and DIY manicure to pamper myself. Ha! There was shopping, but, alas, I forgot Odessa is closed Sundays.
Nostrana. There were hugs and words exchanged, cast-off issues of The New Yorker donated for my reading pleasure (thank you!), and bellowing laughter.
There was a trip to Foster & Dobbs, where I hemmed and hawed about buying more truffle salt, and where I decided instead on cheese and preserves.
Let's be honest. I miss Portland terribly, so much that my heart still aches. But it will be there when I decide to return.
P.S. There were some decent Mayle and See by Chloe consignment finds, if anyone is interested.