When you’re in Portland, well at least when I’m in Portland, that means it is donut time!
Marisa prefers Blue Star to other famous Portlandian donuts, and so we made our way to Blue Star to have a couple of donuts. I opted for the Maple Bacon, and Marisa wanted a blueberry burbon donut (yeast, not cake!), but the last one was sold to the guy right in front of us (though he did offer to give it to Marisa, she declined). Marisa settled for a vanilla cinnamon cardamom donut (and even scored a free orange donut to help soften the disappointment of not getting the one she wanted).