It’s that time of year. Finally. Time to welcome back Saturday! In the winter, Saturday hibernates around here. It gets movies from Netflix and plays online Scrabble. It wears sweats all the time and promises to get in shape in the spring.

But now it’s back, and it’s open for business under the Burnside Bridge between S.W. Naito and S.W. 1st. If you haven’t picked up on my clever allusion, I’m referring to the Saturday Market. Oh, how we have missed ye, Saturday.

If you’ve never been, the market is sort of a Portland landmark (and actually open Sunday, too). In its 25th year (so says their web site), it started as an artists’ cooperative but has grown to include food, music and some of the best people watching in the city.

And it’s right on the Max line. When you smell the kettle corn, get off.

Cheerio,
Emily