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About one-third of a mile down the street from Le Zoo House, there is an area becoming known as Montavilla strip that is chock-full (That’s right! Full! of Chock!) of local businesses that make this homeowner and her husband very happy. And not just for the really grown-up feeling of increasing property values. Check out the variety of stuff we have a five-minute walk away:
- Bipartisan Cafe which is just like what it sounds.
- A movie theater restored to its 1940s glory that shows movies for $4 and serves beer and pizza from:
- The best pizza place in Portland.
- A (reeeeeally good) Lebanese restaurant, a sushi place, and a faux posh restaurant that we still haven’t tried out but always seems packed.
- A couple of cocktail–loungey type places.
- A flower shop.
- Our share of seedy, divey, and questionable businesses, including one that went from an AWESOME name to one that is pretty vanilla.
- A boutique-y pet store and a doggie daycare/boarding place with a silly name.
- A pastry shop and, apparently, a pie place?
- A hair salon, acupuncture, and “wellness movement” place (I don’t know what it means either, but it doesn’t have to do with THAT kind of movement).
- A garment factory and showroom and a boutique that sells products by a local collective.
- A bike shop, apparently a brewing company, and a tattoo place.
and last but not least,
Doesn’t that all sound super cool? I agree. But do you notice anything missing? Flobbity-jillion places to eat or drink, a “movement” business, basically any service any person could want or need, and NOT ONE BOOK STORE. Why hate to read, Montavilla?
Any used book sellers wanting to open a place up, I have the ideal location for you.
three things occurred:
- At least 27 Facebook status updates from the local peeps mentioning snow.
- Three text messages from local friends and husband saying variations of “SNOW!!!”
- I bundled up and went outside with the dogs to take pictures of the Annual Running Like Crazies in the Snow.
Which ended up looking a lot like pictures from December, 2008.
And only slightly snowier than Christmas Day, 2007.
And enough like January 2007 to make me ask myself why I take these pictures every year.