The quest

I think one of the greatest mysteries of adulthood is that where to find the perfect meal for the right price. I am convinced that there is no way you can find it at those fifty dollars a plate joints nor does the thrift of Little Ceaser's pizza satisfy my taste buds. Whether it's a nice big bowl of pasta, the tenderest steak, or the perfect pork fried rice it's a journey every couple has to take. Now we've got the rice pinpointed to a place in Beaverton (though we keep going up and down Barbur in hopes of finding something closer to home) yet Brynn's Chow Mein with pan fried noodles are hiding out in some kitchen somewhere in Portland. But our quest to finally find "our place" that continues to prove to be quite elusive. We love Gravy for it's breakfast menu and Mississippi Pizza (though it doesn't come cheap) for it's pies. Doughnuts are always fun at Voodoo and the Mango Yogurt drinks from Indian restaurants always brings the taste of that most delicious fruit close to home.