Our actual anniversary date landed on Sunday this year, but we decided to make a whole weekend of it.
We kept it short and sweet. We went to Bamboo for dinner and had some of the best sushi I've ever tasted. The North West Philadelphia roll is our favorite. Afterwards, we went to Fred Meyer and bought as much of our favorite candies as we could possibly fit in my purse. We picked out gummy bears, peanut m&ms, butterfinger minis, and sour patch kids. It was movie time! We decided on one chick flick and one action packed thriller. Paper Towns and Mission Impossible. It was an evening well spent.
This day consisted of my favorite breakfast foods served to me in bed along with a few gifts to warm my food loving heart. Some new tea towels and The Forest Feast cookbook, both of which I had been swooning over. Following the slow and lovely morning was a trip to the Portland Farmers Market where we picked up fresh produce and fresh flowers. A few street car rides later and we were back home. We then made our way to the Flutag downtown. There were about 1.356 million boats and people surrounding the "aircraft" launching pad. If you haven't heard of it, look it up. It's hilarious. We ventured around downtown and wandered for hours. After dinner, we stopped at Salt and Straw for 2 pints of our favorite flavors and two handmade waffle cones and headed home for a movie marathon.
Our official anniversary day! We decided we would go back to the place that shaped us and gave us new perspective on so many levels last summer; Cannon Beach. (Coincidentally my maiden name or perhaps not so coincidentally). We first went to Pacific Pie for breakfast (appropriately so) and it was magnificent. By far one of my favorite food experiences to date. After finishing breakfast, we grabbed our coffees, and set out for the coast! We arrived early afternoon with our picnic blanket and lunches. It was "partly cloudy" but I think they meant "all cloudy" which was fine by me and my delicate pale skin. We watched the waves roll in, played in the sand, took a nap, read a little, talked a little, and ate our pbj's. It was bliss, pure bliss. I took some photos and so did Jesse. He's getting pretty dang good behind the camera. It was a weekend that refreshed our hearts, minds, spirits, and love for one another.