The first, and only, corner building I've entered in all of Portland

I took this photo on my walk to work September, 29, 2011. This is the only wedge-shaped corner building which I've been inside in all of Portland. I have eaten lunch at here with my two sons, Lamont and Leland, on several occasions. Click here to see the menu at Michael’s Italian Beef and Sausage Co. It's an interesting menu, filled with selections and guidelines for ordering and a tidbit at the very bottom which I do not believe that I have ever seen on a menu--"menu prices reflect cash discount." Have you seen that on a menu? I'm quite curious to find out if you have and where you saw it.



If you've arrived in an automobile, you park right there behind the building. If you work nearby, you can just walk on over. Since my building is a mile away, we ride in Lamont's car. No matter how you get to this street corner building, you enter the building beneath the black awning above the sidewalk (as seen in the top photo) and get in line to the right of the door (seen in this photo). By the way, I took this photo and the rest of those below on April 14, 2011.



While you wait your turn to order from one of the folks behind the counter, you can pick up a menu and make up your mind what sort of meat or meats you want on your sandwich, whether or not you want it wet or dry (juice spooned on or not), what sort of peppers and/or onions you want. I get a dry half Chicago Style Combo--sausage and beef on Italian bread with sauteed onions only, no peppers for me. With my sons, I share an order of fries which Michael's calls Shoestring Potatoes, fried in 100% Canola oil--we share two orders, actually. And I get a Barq's Root Beer. I can't remember for sure what the guys get to eat, but they like it.

Once we place our orders, all in the name of either Lamont or Leland, we walk towards the other end of the building, the wider end, and find a seat at a table. From that spot I noticed the meat-inspired decor hanging over the counter. Love the cleaver, the knives, the pincher, the machete and that giant axe-thingey. Way cool!



Once the order is ready, whichever son's name is called goes to get the tray of food. One son already had picked up his sandwich from the tray--seems like it was Lamont and he had a meatball sandwich--the photo I took of it is not any good, but he said the sandwich was very good.
 

Then we chow down! This is my lunch!

Seen on the walk to work, March 23, 2012

If I were of a mind to, I could turn right a few feet past this pink sandwich board sign and enter ... ... this pink, mid-century-looking building where I could buy myself a Voodoo Doughnut. However, to do so would defeat the purpose of walking. I've lived in Northeast Portland since the last week of January, 2011, and have yet to walk over and buy myself a doughnut. Not only do I not actually need a doughnut, I haven't been in there since the last time I stopped by with Mama in the car, to pick up a couple of glazed for her. She loved to stop on the way home from a check-up with one or another of her doctors, most of the time with Lamont as her driver. Sooner or later, I'll go on in and buy my favorite Voodoo Doughnut, the Chocolate cake, a plain cake doughnut with chocolate frosting. Click here to read all about Voodoo Doughnuts, including the expansive and eclectic menu. Here's what I found on the Voodoo Doughnut's Web site: There are three locations. This one is #2. Voodoo Doughnut Too 1501 N.E. Davis St. in Portland Oregon, U.S.A. phone 503.235.2666 MAP OPEN 24 hours 7 days a week, Cash only, ATMs available Voodoo Doughnut Too is located where Sandy, Davis and 15th meet. We are just across the street from Portland's famous Sandy Hut. You can't miss the pink box building! 20,000 square feet of parking, 800 square feet of seating inside. Bubble Hockey too! P.S. I HATE the new BLOGGER whatever they call it because I cannot get any blank lines to show up between what I consider to be paragraphs. HATE IT! Paragraphs are necessary entities when one is writing. Get real, Google! And I'm quite certain that back whenever it was that they announced this new whatever they call it, I went to their comments or some such and complained up one side and the other about not being able to have a blank line in between what I consider to be paragraphs. Did I hear one word in answer? Nope, not one word. WISE UP, GOOGLE! I've tried indenting what I consider to be paragraphs, leaving an untold number of blank lines on the post as I'm working on it, between sentences to try to force the formation of a paragraph. NOTHING HELPS! RATS, GOOGLE! If I could get this to work, my P.S. would not be jammed up against the rest of this post. Can you notice the bold, italicized section? Every bit of that, copied and pasted from the Web site, was single, short lines, up against the left margin. See what I mean? I HATE the new BLOGGER interface!