In my life I have called 3 city home. It wasn't until I came to Portland that I felt a place i could settle down. Home for the longest time was a place I came to crash after a long night of work. Where I would stress bake in the tiny small cramped kitchens. It never had the comfort or warmth that I pictured that people felt when they were home.
Portland is the first time that home feels like what I imagined home to feel like. From the moment I moved here and lived in a 125 sq ft apartment on Alberta. To the small 1 bedroom that I brought my first sweet dog home to on Fremont. Home now is a small townhouse that I share with my boyfriend and 2 dachshunds. When at home, you can find me spending a lot of time baking in our kitchen.