We spent much of Saturday wandering through several “antique malls” in Portland. We’re not talking “antiques” as in high-priced treasures. We’re talking old stuff of all kinds collected from who-knows-where.
We arrived about 20 minutes early at our first stop, Memory Den, which opened at 11. We waited in the car. At almost exactly 11, several other cars pulled in. Three? Four? I’m not really sure, but they arrived right on time just as the guy working in the story was setting up the “Open” sign outside the front door. When we got inside, it was a huge space.
Here’s a selfie I took inside the store. There were two floors of stuff, many individual booths by different sellers. I don’t think we had been to this particular store on previous trips.
On display that gets a lot of comment features a wall of old radios. Pretty amazing. Buy one and they’ll make sure it’s in working order, I’m told. Many of these are pretty cool!
Being Halloween weekend, we were surrounded by small groups having fun selecting items for costumes. It made for a pleasant shopping experience. We had no real “finds,” but it doesn’t really matter because the fun is in the hunt.
We ended up at a very good Lebanese restaurant in SE Portland, Ya Hala.
We have an unprogrammed Sunday, until an afternoon Happy Hour with Meda’s brother. We’re meeting at Jake’s Grill, one of our favorite Portland spots.
Perhaps we’ll spend another hour wandering Powell’s Bookstore. Who knows?
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I see my grandfathers radio. Wish we had Lebanese food here. It looked yummy!
I am sure the ‘modern person’ does not understand how important the radio was in days of yore. I remember sitting in a smoke filled room with my grandfather and his friends, listening to a boxing match ! Or a baseball game! Spatter of conversation, some curse words… then complete silence as we listened. Then the big uproar when something ( I didn’t understand) happened. This is quite the collection.
Ooops. We didn’t end up at Jake’s Grill after all. I checked and discovered they no longer offer “happy hour” on weekends. It’s M-F only. The last time we were here, Sunday’s happy hour had longer hours than other days, as I recall. This time, nothing.
Oh, well, We recovered by going just up the street to the Virginia Cafe, a spot with well over a century of history. It was originally a part of Portland’s radical past. Now a neighborhood dive bar in the heart of downtown. Good bar food, plenty of drinks. It was a fine substitute for Jake’s, although not as high class.
There’s a gal on youtube named Laura Caldwell who has a channel she lives in PDX, and is a champion thrifter. She goes to a lot of thrifting places in the PDX and South WA area if you need new thrifting inspirations to go to, the next time you go the PNW.