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Portland has always been very pancake friendly.  Take the Hotcake House, for instance.  This is serious business that we are not content to leave up to a national chain, even one with such a fancy name as the International House of Pancakes.

Enter the waffle.  Crepes are soooo 2005.  Hard times call for more flour and less egg.  Hard times call for plenty of syrup.  But, you might be surprised at the number of stuffed and savory waffles that are making an appearance.

One of the more curious and very Portlandesque (if that’s a word — it should be) Jáce Gáce, over on Belmont, combines booze, coffee, waffles and art.  I just reviewed them for wCities and am a big fan of the atmosphere of this place.  Sure, you can get a cheaper waffle elsewhere.  And yes, mine are better, but I can’t feed all of you!  Moreover, my house isn’t nearly as spiffy, and we don’t have nearly the beer and wine selection.

Having been forced into health-nut behaviour, I usually go for some juice or tea and a bit of the fruit covered sweet action.  The grilled cheeze is but a dream, but you’d better really like your cheese to properly enjoy one.

Add to this the Waffle Window on Hawthrone and the Waffle Cart over in Northwest, and Portland, already a breakfast Mecca, is Waffle Ascendant.

Well, the very best is the kind I make at home on top of the oven, overnight. It’s just right because I take it off the stove when I want to, and better yet, no waste.However, sometimes you want to have some for dessert. I’m not the sort of yuppie that owns a gellato machine (though I’d love a kickable ice-cream freezer), but I do like the taste of real yoghurt. I especially love cinnmon ice cream, and apparently the rest of the world isn’t hip, because it’s impossible to get unless you go to one of those annoying mall joints.

Well, enter Bleuet over in Northwest. I just reviewed them for wCities. They make their own tangy, not-too-sweet, non-fat, frozen yoghurt. It comes in plain, honey (Matt’s fave, being a sugarfiend) and my fave, cinnamon. I am in heaven. It’s all organic and this is one of the “greenest” businesses you’ll find. Heck, even the spoons are compostable.
Take the streetcar into NW, since parking is useless here, and get your yoghurt on. It’s a bit spendy, but cheaper than going to Cold Stone Creamery, and you’ll feel much better about yourself when you’re done.