If you find yourself in Portland, there is a treat den you simply must visit: Two Fat Cats Bakery. Located directly around the corner from my dear friend Bethany’s home, this darling bakery churns out the most scrumptious homemade sweets you could imagine. Lucky Bethany.
I swung by one morning and picked up a fresh-out-of-the-oven slice of orange cranberry bread, and swooned over the crystallized, crunchy ginger topping. I repeated this visit each and every morning of my remaining Portland stay, and creature of habit that I am, could not stray from that bread. If it’s not broken, why fix it, right? But I can’t help but feel a pang—of regret, hunger?—when I look at these photos I snapped, capturing all the goodness I didn’t have the time or the stomach capacity to try.
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