Another huge day. We went to Portland again, to buy more stuff for the restaurant that we forgot last time. Racks for the dishwasher, anyone? Ladles? Ladles may be small and cheap, but I dare you to sell soup without any.

No knitting today. By the time we got home from Portland, I was exhausted.

We took a small side trip to the infamous Voodoo Doughnuts. We got quite lost along the way, due to poor signage on the streets, but found it eventually. The detour was actually quite entertaining, as we cut through a lovely old neighborhood of big houses built around the turn of the 20th century. The vibe at Voodoo Doughnuts was amusing, but the doughnuts themselves were just average. It was worth visiting once.