The Mississippi Pizza Pub

The Mississippi Pizza Pub, originally uploaded by Tokenhippygirl.

We actually started off the evening, last night, with a stop by Phil and Steph’s house. Ok, so what happened is we knew we could probably park by their house, which we found we could, and when we did we decided we should probably stop in and say hello since we were just right there and everything. And before you go and think we were being rude and all by just dropping by without a call, which I would normally never do to anyone, know this… they don’t mind it at all. In fact, they like it. People are always dropping by their house. It’s just their way. So, we stopped in and said hello. Phil was getting some dinner and some wine together on their deck for them and some friend’s of theirs who’d come over. Steph was hanging with their girls upstairs. We went in and chatted with Steph upstairs and then Phil offered us wine as we came back downstairs. We had to decline the wine as we had friends waiting at Mississippi Pizza, but it was great of him to ask. What a fantastic couple of people they are. I feel, we feel, very fortunate to have met them and very lucky that my mom married Steph’s dad. It’s terrific to really dig the people you get connected to through marriage. And… we dig them.

After the short visit with Steph and Phil we walked down to Mississippi Pizza for a pie and a root beer with friends. Yeah, no beer last night. Root beer. It was good. What can we say, we’re not big drinkers. At least there’s beer in the name… yeah, we’re very tough.

We were very full after dinner and a walk sounded splendid to all so a walk is what we had. We cruised up one side and down the other of Mississippi Avenue, wandering into some stores, looking at the Freemont Bridge, looking at construction on the street… me snapping pictures the whole time. It was a very relaxing, very lovely evening.

What follows this is a collection of some of the shots I took last night as we wandered. My camera is my friend… and it’s offspring ain’t that bad either. Yeah, I know that was a weird metaphor….

Rexall

Rexall, originally uploaded by Tokenhippygirl.

This sign is affixed to the building on N. Mississippi Avenue in Portland, Oregon, that houses Fresh Pot, the coffee shop featured in the Morgan Freeman/Greg Kinnear movie, Feast of Love. We rented it recently because, you know, we’d walked by during filming, which was some time ago, and then forgotten all about it, until recently. We didn’t see either Morgan Freeman or Greg Kinnear on that long ago walk and in fact didn’t know either one of them were in the movie until we stopped and asked the night security guard, who was out protecting the film “stuff”, what the film was called and who was starring in it. I guess we’re not as hip as we might lead ourselves to believe. Ok, confession time… we don’t think we’re hip at all actually. It’s a myth. Misnomer. Complete fable. No hipness here folks… please step back. Seriously though… if you want a good cup o’ joe in a cool non-chain type of joint, Fresh Cup is for you.

Gnarly

Gnarly, originally uploaded by Tokenhippygirl.

We went out to dinner with friends last night, thanks for the great company by the way, at Mississippi Pizza and then took a stroll along Mississippi Avenue. It was a beautiful warm blue sky filled night. It seemed like everyone from the city was out and about enjoying the much anticipated, but rarely seen in recent months, glorious sun. Ah, and it was so good to wear shorts and flip flops. Very relaxing.

I took some shots as we walked, this being one of them. This tree was awesome. Huge, gnarly, limbs bent in impossible positions… just glorious. True natural sculpture.