Twenty years ago, a trip to Hillsboro was a short country drive. Today it's a drive past one mall and housing development after another. Such is the growth of the Portland area.
H's art is showing at the gallery at the UU church in Hillsboro, so we drove out for the opening so she could mix with the folks. The service, being a congregation only 10 or 20 percent the size of Portland's, was considerably different. The music, in fact, was by a rock band playing tunes from Three Dog Night, U2 and Alice Cooper, something absolutely unimaginable in the Portland church. They swing in Hillsboro. The service felt a tad like a Christian revival meeting, in fact.
Afterwards, having read in Friday's paper that the area's best Indian restaurant is in Hillsboro, we went to Chennai Masala for lunch -- and indeed, the place blew us away both for quality and the wide and unusual selection of dishes. Perhaps the best Indian restaurant we've ever been to, despite its low-key unpretentious "deli" feel in the seating arrangement. We will definitely be back.
Our plan had been to pick up tickets for a theater preview tonight but we decided, being old farts and all, we were too tuckered out, enough excitement for one day, and that we'd rather stay home and watch a movie or something. So we are home to stay.
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