“Crocin’ in the USA,” plus, the Belton Chalet
When we left our house last Saturday our only stop on the way to Portland’s Union Station was the Thai Laundromat (er, Monsoon Thai Cuisine on N. Mississippi and N. Skidmore). Strapped into our backpacks, we aroused only a mild interest from our server/hostess. “Are you doing laundry,” she asked sweetly as she sat us, “or going on a trip?”
A trip, we replied, two weeks, all over. When she returned with our food and our eyes got big she said, smiling and nodding in understanding and empathy, “Last Thai food in a long time.” It was delicious as always, a great way to see ourselves off.
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