Linger in this epicenter of regional cuisine, where chefs, farmers, ranchers growers and producers bring their bounty so you can enjoy what’s fresh and local and ready right now.
Yes, it’s hard to walk a block without the aroma of fresh roasted beans wafting from a corner java joint. In the fall, barely a day goes by without a farmers market bursting to life in one of the city’s neighborhoods. Travel just a bit outside of town and you’ll be surrounded by fields where these farmers grow their goods. It’s what helps make Portland a culinary epicenter, and worthy candidate to be called “Restaurant City U.S.A.”

Le Pigeon restaurant: frog legs are de rigeur.
Dance your buns off at the Goodfoot Lounge.
Sleep at the Jupiter Hotel.
Grab some Stumptown Coffee.
Wolf down a maple bacon doughnut at Voodoo Doughnut.
Find a rare book at Powell’s City of Books.
Hear Pink Martini at the Schnitz.
Have some drinks at Doug Fir Lounge.
Don’t forget to take silly photos (at the Ace Hotel).
Grab coffee and a canelet at St. Honore’ Boulangerie.
Admire the Bonsai at the Japanese Garden.
Hike the Wildwood Trail in Forest Park.
Soak tired feet, catch a movie and tuck yourself in at the McMenamins Kennedy School.
Hop, skip and jump to the nearest vineyard.


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