A close cousin used to work at a pizza place in Portland, Oregon and I could never remember the name of the place until we vacationed through there before viewing spectacular Multnomah Falls.
We were saddened to see Eddie’s Flat Iron Pizza boarded at its front entrance. There was a guy not visible in picture below trying to get in or waiting for somebody to let him in. I recall one day when cuz was called in to work on his day off because of an extreme snow day. He was pissed, but said customers appreciated them staying open and tipped a little more than usual.
A Smarty Pants sign was placed near the closed down tomato pie place. There were plenty of young Moms dropping their kids off at what appeared to be an art studio for children with many different mediums. Sorry kiddos, no pizza after you are done.