One thing I don’t think I’ll ever understand about Portland is ‘brunch culture’.

The last thing I want to do on a weekend morning is spend an hour and a half in line with a couple dozen unkempt hipsters and then wait another 45 minutes to an hour for some sketchy eggs Benedict.

Give me a greasy spoon diner with a server named Nancy who smells of smoke and calls me ‘honey’ any day. The whole family will have eaten and be out the door in 35 minutes.

#pdx #pnw #portland