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We were supposed to have apples and toasted almonds mixed together with honey for breakfast, but Patrick got a wild hair, and ate a scone. So I ate the last rice bun with peanut butter. Hmm.
After looking at lots of pictures of Persian kittens and Arabian horses, we came up with a plan...
We went to the Jerusalem Cafe for lunch, and some authentic Middle Eastern food.
Then we drove to Portland.
We walked around on Mount Tabor for a while, not because it's Middle Eastern, but because we were there, and it's a beautiful place.
Then we walked a long way down Hawthorne to our planned destination, the Bagdad Pub.
It's actually a McMenamins (it's also a theater), so naturally we had a hard cider and a snack.
Not Middle Eastern except the name.
We didn't even attempt to watch Arabian Nights, or Hidalgo, or anything. We were excited about getting back to our regular schedules and activities, and just watched what we normally would on a Thursday evening.