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  • Mizumi

    I came late to the sushi game. “Raw fish?” I would say. “That sounds disgusting. There’s no way you’ll get me to eat that.” Well, here I am now. Years…

    Written by Rick Sadle
  • Fall Portland

    It’s been a hot summer. There’s no doubt. The word sweltering comes to mind. But, it’s okay.  I’ve enjoyed numerous dips in the lake, some sweaty hikes, and warm summer…

    Written by Rick Sadle
  • Palaniuk

    Portland, Oregon,and its surrounding communities, is a hotbed of creativity. From music, to visual art, to film making to creative writing. Something about living here in this beautifully, weird city…

    Written by Rick Sadle
  • Fat Head’s

    “It’s the windows,” I say. The question, posed by my friend Luis. Like so many folks, he’s new to town, and wanted to know, was: “Of all the breweries in…

    Written by Rick Sadle
  • Festa Italiana

    “How you doon?” If you’ve seen a gangster movie, you’ve heard that phrase. When I think of Italian culture of think of that phrase. I think of gangster movies, ,…

    Written by Rick Sadle
  • Scared in Oregon

    I am Mr. Christmas. The day after Thanksgiving, the Christmas lights go up, Frosty gets on the roof, the manger scene hits the lawn, the Christmas music gets busted out,…

    Written by Rick Sadle
  • Trackless Train

    I don’t make it across the river to Vancouver as often I would like too—as often as I should. I have everything that I need right here in Portland. But,…

    Written by Rick Sadle
  • Scoop

    Summer in Portland, Oregon is fantastic. I mean, you get one of those really good summers (like we’re having) you’re looking at high 80’s and no rain for months on…

    Written by Rick Sadle
  • Everything I Need (Part 2)

    Part Two: The Return Walking back, I spotted Ellen, who was recently widowed. She and Howard lived in this neighborhood for longer than anyone I could think of. I give…

    Written by Rick Sadle
  • Everything I Need (Part 1)

    Part One: The Journey I don’t know if this is true or not, but I read somewhere that folks that live in San Diego, where it is perpetually seventy-five degrees…

    Written by Rick Sadle