Yesterday I met my friend Jon, for coffee at the True Brew Cafe in Portland. It's just off Powell on Milwaukie Ave, across from Brooklyn Park and down the street from the Aladdin Theater. Several months ago, Jon moved his elderly mother into a duplex apartment next to his house so he can look after her. Jon lives just a few blocks away so True Brew is a good place for us to meet in the neighborhood. They also also sell used books and have comfy chairs placed all around the bookshop area. Jon and I go way back and he is one of my dearest friends.
Later, I met up with another friend of mine, Steve. He and I have also known each other for many years, and we have shared a lot of experiences. We talked about flying down to New Orleans in late March. I'm fortunate to have a free air ticket coming from a rewards account. I want to check out the Tennessee Williams Literary Festival, which is held annually. We also talked about possibly driving from New Orleans to Key West, Florida, where Tennessee had a home for many years.
Just now, I discovered that there is by coincidence a True Brew Cafe in New Orleans (the second picture above). They also have a theater and cabaret. I will definitely check it out when I get down there.
