Or we'd get defensive and be like, "Well, why do people go to Europe? It's because the city is just cool!"
But really, truly, at the core of our souls, our reason for going to Portland was Voodoo Doughnuts.We had seen Anthony Bourdain go to Portland and eat these sweet, devilish (?) concoctions and then we started making up excuses to go.
Voodoo Doughnuts has some of the craziest names and flavors for doughnuts that makes them memorable and unique. There's the Maple Bacon Bar (doughnut covered with maple frosting and two strips of bacon), the Captain my Captain doughnut (with Captain Crunch on top), the Diablo Rex (chocolate cake doughnut with chocolate chips and a pentagram icing on top), the Dirt Doughnut (a la the dirt cup you ate as a kid, with oreo "dirt"), the Marshall Mathers (doughnut covered in M&Ms), the Old Dirty Bastard (covered in peanut butter and oreos) and a whole host of other "dirty" doughnuts that you should check out on their website.
So, no surprise, I went to Voodoo Doughnuts.
I got the Voodoo Doughnut (shaped like a voodoo doll, covered in chocolate frosting, filled with raspberry jelly) and a Dirt doughnut. Mark got the Maple Bacon Bar and a Portland Cream doughnut (like Boston Cream, only better). And we gorged like disgusting slobs, and loved every minute because we probably won't be back for a loooooong time.
And it was everything we had ever wanted and more :) :)