"WE MUST GO ON AN EASTER EXPEDITION!" I cried.
"Where to?" my sweetie queried.
"VOODOO DOUGHNUTS! We live in Portland and we have never been to Voodoo doughnuts! We MUST go!"
"I'm ready!" cheered Gingersnap!"
Whoa! How did she get in the car so fast?!
During my churchy childhood I learned that Easter is the holeyest day of the year, so it seemed only fitting that we go to a doughnut shop. Voodoo Doughnuts is apparently the most conscientiously holey. They even advertise it on their signage.
Many other visitors to Portland lined up to partake of the most holey of holeys. The line snaked up and back down the block. Rob wondered if it was worth the wait. I assured him that the sheer number of pilgrims was indication that it would be worth it.
While we waited there were many wonderful things to gaze at, like the glittery walls of Voodoo doughnuts...
and the people sitting in the lovely sunshine eating their doughnuts. The pews looked so festive with the dangling lights above and Saturday Market tents and flags swaying in the breezy background.
Miss Gingersnap was so excited she could hardly wait! She begged me to take this photo of her with the famous landmark Voodoo sign.
And then she insisted I also get a shot of her with this Portland landmark - a parking lot across the street from Voodoo Doughnuts.
Finally we were getting close. Ooohhh! Looky through the window at the Easter egg colored walls, and the display case of doughnuts.............
Like any great destination Voodoo sells bumper stickers to remind you of your meaningful experience. (Click to enlarge and then you will not need a telescope to read them!)
Rob and I ordered our holey doughnuts: the Dirt doughnut, the vanilla pentagram, the Mango Lemon, something orange and crunchy looking (Rob's), and a voodoo doll doughnut. Gingersnap hopped up onto the pink doughnut boxes for another photo op.
Silly cat. I told her to get down, but she just laughed!
When I told her we were heading outside with our doughnuts she came running. She wasn't about to let us eat HER doughnut!
Rob and I enjoyed our doughnuts, too. Even the red goo that oozed out of the voodoo doll!
Golly, so much sugar! Rob wanted some real food so we headed on over to Saturday Market. We enjoyed listening to this busker band, The Dusty Honey Juggers.
And watching this marionette artist:
Although we saw many wonderful wares at the market, all Gingersnap REALLY cared about was what would make her look good. She fell in love with this Coco Chanel inspired beach hat. Doesn't it go swimmingly with her stripes?
Robbie bought himself a topper. Not so weird, you say? Did you notice he is sporting a PURPLE derby?
Kittycat Gingersnap and I say ciao for now, kiddies!