No, I didn't get to go this time because, well, because somebody needs to stick around and get some work done around here. But, my ever-thoughtful wife returned with magnificent presents, which I will now catalog in detail:
1 lb of Stumptown French Roast coffee (black gold, this...perhaps the best coffee in America).
Books from one of the most wonderful places in the world, Powell's Books, in Portland. Titles include:
Through Painted Deserts by Donald Miller (author of Blue Like Jazz, of which I am a fan)
The Right To Write by Julia Cameron (author of The Artist’s Way, of which I am a fan)
Zappa, A Biography by Barry Miles (about the late, great, profound, and profane Frank Zappa)
And, of course, she brought the great picture above as well as tales of exotic adventures, of sushi, of clothes and shoes, of live comedy, and coffee shops, and a prodigious amount of shopping. And she brought good reports of loved ones afar off whom we very seldom see.
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"Perhaps" the best coffee? No, it is the best, hands down, no question, coffee I have ever had anywhere. It is even better when they make it there and make the little designs on the top of the coffee in the foam........
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