Saturday’s breakfast was some pate left over from the night before on some challah.
Also the last macaron.
Also iced coffee.
The early afternoon was spent cleaning while listening to records.
At some point I ate a sandwich.
The late afternoon was spent hiking around the falls.
For supper, we went to place in Troutdale called “Troutini” because how could we not? (The portions were huge and the food was good, if a touch over-seasoned.)
Then we drove back to PDX and went to bed.