Family

On Thanksgiving Day, an uncle I’ve been trying to avoid for months finally succeeded in cornering me. He had left messages on my phone saying he needed to talk to me because he had some sort of mission or assignment for me. Meanwhile, family members had told me that he had become a Nazi. I

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Miss Delta, Looking Up

Miss Delta on Mississippi Avenue in north Portland. I can’t say enough good things about this place. I had the chicken and waffles – which are very different from the “Nashville-style” chicken and waffles at Zeus Cafe downtown, and more like Roscoe’s in Los Angeles. Everything was wonderful, and the place has a perfect ambiance

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