Not only have we been observing Rosh Hashanah, we celebrated My Dad's 80th Birthday! Quite a momentous milestone, indeed.



On Saturday, Dad's family and friends gathered in Sisters, Oregon to celebrate his 80th birthday.

(Obviously, our family has exceptionally attractive children.)
The party was held at Brother Rick's log cabin. Rick set up the grill, people brought salads and we had ourselves a fabulous feast.

All Dad's children were in town for his birthday! I am the eldest of five.

And, of course, if you are in Sisters, you are going to see a few llamas!

Sunday morning, Dave and I drove back to Portland, dropping Brother Steve at PDX for his flight home to Denver. Traffic on the freeway towards our house was stopped, so we decided to try another restaurant on the east side of the Willamette River - this time the Alberta Street branch of Pine State Biscuits.

It's all about the biscuits. Flaky. Buttery. Stuffed with a deep-fried chicken breast meat and topped with an assortment of interesting condiments. It is also about a massive plate of biscuits and gravy - sausage or mushroom - for $5. This may be the best hipster hangover-food deal in Portland.


We both liked our food okay. The biscuits were perfect, but the chicken was a little dried-out/overcooked and I'm just kinda over counter service and having to bus my own table - and clean up the mess left from the last table occupants... which probably explains why everyone in the joint was under 30.
Until my next update, I remain, your home-again correspondent.