If you need a break from Portlandia preciousness, take a trip downtown to this all-American bakery celebrating the industrial heartland. Owner/chief baker Warren Becker hails from Milwaukie, Wisc. and his recipes reveal his Midwestern roots. The delicious cookies have names like Big Rig (oats, cranberries, butterscotch chips), Lug Nut (toffee, pecans, powdered sugar) and Jack Hammer (peanut butter, chopped peanuts, brown sugar) and are made with generous doses of all the good stuff. They also stock a range of buttery bundt cakes, and serve grilled sandwiches at lunch.
Downtown and need a cookie, like, now?
Well, here you go. Coffee and homemade cookies in a calm, homey environment--it's kind of like going to Grandma's, except they charge for your treat and they don't smell like Mentholatum (at least that I've noticed).
Blue Collar, located close to a
Stumptown cafe, couldn't be further from that cafe in ambience and character. Blue Collar is as bright as the cookies are buttery, while the vintage thermoses that line the windows add a playful touch.